Friday Afternoon

I'm tired.  I'm not sure if it is more from lack of stimuli or actual lack of sleep.  Adam just informed me that he is hungry and then flashed me his most charming, "I hope she takes the bait" sort of grins.  I'm opening the bag of sunchips that he has brought to me from the "not so secret" hiding place that I had them in.  "They are NOT gone," he says, and then gives me a satisfying glance over the shoulder.
      "Chi-ips!" exclaims Claire as she toddles in from the other room wanting in on the fun.  There is something fun about sunchips to be sure.  I have found my way to the bottom of a sinful too many a bag myself!  It's much better, I have found, to buy the large bags instead of the smaller one serving bags.  It gives you the sense that you are just going to have "a few" and then you don't know that you have actually helped yourself to about three servings worth!   Two kids are set up at the kitchen table, happily eating sunchips or "licking" all of the seasoning off of them. (Claire) 
     The doorbell rings and it is the big sisters with a loot of smarties to share!  I am now fighting with the wrappings of three bundles of smarties all fastened together aggressively with tape.  Nothing is easy folks, nothing.  Canned laughter from the TV floats in from the other room to land in my spot at the computer.  My office chair is missing one of the wheels at its feet, so I am sitting a bit lopsided says a small twinge in my lower back.  I lift and scoot the chair into place and slide backward hoping to have a little better position.  Maybe if the slope is forward or backward instead of side to side?  Now for the pesky afternoon headache.  Why am I so tired all of the time?  I really wish I had a sitter for "date night" tonight.