Upstairs, downstairs and in my lady's chamber

Today is one of those days. The baby is sick, mama's running short on sleep, and yet somehow I still maintain the delusion that things should be "on schedule".

Earlier this afternoon I was thinking, "It's like pulling teeth trying to get "school work" done around here. And where is my eldest? Why, she's lying on the couch READING SHAKESPEARE! (OK, so it's a 'stories from', not the Bard's original English, but STILL.) Doesn't she realize she should be "doing" history? Or math? What kind of homeschool is this, anyway?!"
And now she's building a house out of math manipulative blocks, ds is at a friend's house playing lego, and 3yo is wandering around (mumbling, "upstairs and downstairs and in my lady's chamber") looking for something to get into. Time to go get her making dinner!