Take my girls. Please

This morning, we spent an hour or so preparing to go to the library. Rather, the girls and Gene were headed to the library. To get books and draw with the computers and have fun, I hoped. As they were climbing into the car, Margaret started yelling for me to put her in her carseat...but I still had on my pj's and was barefooted. Gene said, "Well, if you don't want to go, just stay home," and I yelled, "No! No! and ran out into the driveway in my pj's and no shoes and put her in her carseat. Gene said, "Do you want to be like that woman? What are you doing?"
That woman was Mae Eggert, who jumped over her backyard fence buck naked one day while a group of kids was playing basketball in the adjacent yard. She was manic, jumping over and over this low fence, cackling. I don't want to end up like Mae. Which is why I wanted Gene to spend time, alone, with the girls this morning. I have to head to the store for some Easter basket goodies (I know, I'm late!) when they aren't around. Also need to pick up the house, wash some clothes and plan food for tomorrow.
Clara has taken to saying very snappy things. Like "What are you up to?" And "How's it going, Mama?" Gene and I were talking about how much fun it is to walk and think and Clara announced, "I never think when I walk." That struck us as funny. Margaret told me "I've told you a million times," about something or other. I understand more and more why Daddy made up words. That way no little ears every caught ugly words and repeated them.
Am off to the day's duties. Will report on Easter later. It's lovely outside here.