I never thought that cleaning would become an escape, but it has. Birch and I are both pretty cluttertastic and once a pile piles high, there's little that can stop it. So, in an effort to make our lives less embarrassing and give me a bit of baby-free time, Birch and I have agreed upon a new routine.
Birch gets home from work: takes boy and grabs a beer. Relaxes while I take a shower (yay!) Once he's done with his beer, he takes Keats and Olive out for a long walk and possible frolic time if the field is open. While they're doing that, I get to clean a room/space. Last night I cleaned the bathroom and it looks marvelous! Tonight I think I'll tackle the living room and hall. Here's to getting organized for better times with crawling, on-the-go babies!