Explosion!!!

The first week at home without a parent to help:
A bomb has gone off in my living room. Whatever semblance of control or organization I had maintained over the past two weeks has been lost. Sawyer has sworn off sleep today, which is good news for tonight but bad for the to-do list. Justin leaves on Saturday. To celebrate his pending birthday, I made cupcakes at 10 p.m. last night (after attempting to attend a book club meeting with the baby) and took them to the sitters so he could party with his friends. This morning, cupcake pans fill the sink. Icing-coated spatulas are stuck to the countertops. The dishwasher needs to be emptied. Clothing and bags from the beach trip cover the floor, making walking difficult. Sand has infiltrated every crevice of our lives. Dirty laundry needs to be washed before sending him home, but last week's clean laundry needs to be folded first. Another cake needs to be baked tonight for the pool party tomorrow. The poor neglected dogs are almost out of food and bugs are floating in their water bowl. And all I can do is sit here and feed Sawyer (typing one handed), who is staring back at me bright-eyed. How can a mother ignore that? Gotta go coo at the baby. The to-do list will just have to wait.