O: Mom, the Easter Bunny is just a suit, a bunny suit, with a bunny in it, right?

K: Exactly.

This past weekend was a whirlwind of excitement: egg hunts, chocolate bunnies, time with family, and a trip to the Getty.

There has not been a lot of time for writing or quiet reflection. This week I have taken on more than I should have and am learning several important lessons from riding this self-inflicted crazy train:

1. Ask for help. I have a wonderful community of people. All of them would love to help me out, if they can. I try to imagine how good I feel when I can really help someone who needs it. That seems to make the asking easier.

2. Prioritize. There are a million things that need doing, but only two of them need doing today. Some of them can wait until tomorrow or even next week, and some of them are just never going to get done. (see below)

3. Triage. Some things aren't going to get done. This is a fact. Take a breath, deal with it. Release the desire for perfection, or more to the point, the desire for the perception of perfection. I had some grand plans for O's 4th birthday party this week. Instead, she is getting store-bought cupcakes and a couple of balloons, and it is going to be okay.

No, seriously. It is going to be ok. How can it not be?

4. When in doubt, there are always cookies. Because sometimes I have chocolate-flavored feelings. I'm not proud.

C is for Cooooookie. That sure as heck is good enough for me.