Well, ladies, I have to admit that the lazy days of summer are all one big fat thumb-suckin' lie created by men to torture the stay at home mom, who never really stays at home - that too is a fantasy, or is it fantastic lie, credited to, once again, the evil of men.  My days are going something like this: wake up, nurse baby, fix chocolate milk for the Masses, speed dress self, coax Masses to get dressed, threaten Masses to get dressed, 1st seating for breakfast, explain the benefits of good hygiene followed with dire consequences for NOT brushing teeth, medicate asthmatic/allergic Masses, load reluctant Masses into car to take one or more to tennis/ music/ dance/ art, return home to 'tidy up' - this involves clorox, a central vac and gas masks - feed baby again, 2nd seating for breakfast, actually physically dress remaining Masses b/c they are huddled Masses in front of villainous TV (another of man's inventions), load Masses back into car to retrieve said children from aforementioned activities, return home to feed hungry Masses, and of course baby, put in laundry, force Ignorant Masses to do some school work (they consider this torture) so that their little brains won't ooze out of their ears this summer, nurse baby, play games, run errands with Uncooperative Masses that take twice as long b/c of the present Masses, haggle with the Masses' friends, prepare dinner for the house/pool/boat, take to crik/pool/ boat, more laundry, clean them up b/c they are now dirty Masses, treat any scrapes/ mysterious bites/ skeeter bites/ tick bites/ and leg cramps, medicate Asthmatic/Allergic Masses, nurse baby again - hungry baby, brush the Masses teeth b/c they are now too tired to move, march the tired Masses to bed, collapse;  All this is done holding the baby, drinking the elixir of life Diet Coke, fielding phone calls, being harassed mercilessly by the dog (Satan Incarnate),  and cleaning up all day after the filthy we-live-like-pigs Masses!  This is my life... and I love it!!! Pantyhose optional.