It's the Little Things

No matter how early I start dinner, nurse the Wee One anticipating her being hungry, let the dog out or bring her in, give Mister and Ladybug an activity 5:30 hits and it becomes crazy around here.  The dog is whining to come in or go out, the baby wants to nurse, the kids are bored and running around, dinner is in process and I am ready to pull my hair out.  I am happy to report that tonight I took one part out of the madness equation.  The Wee One played with an empty spice bottle and its top for more than 30 min.  She was working so hard trying to get the top to stay on.  How many plastic toys have we bought that entertain for only 5-10 minutes?