Nothing is written in stone. Good thing, or I'd be in BIG trouble.
Our revamp is mild, but it is significant, I think. I just knew I didn't want to be so stressed out over the little guys-- I want to enjoy them. I'm only getting older and there are no guarantees that there will be any more babies for us. When you nearly lose one(or two, in our case), your perspective changes. In fact, many peripheral issues become utterly unimportant altogether, but that's another blog post for another day.
The biggest change is that we're doing nearly everything together in the morning. Breakfast, chores (a big kid takes the two-year-old while I have Mighty Joe), time in the Word, memory card work, and reading aloud are all done pretty much together. The two little guys are confined in some cases (the playpen is in the school room), and in other cases they are just with us. I read aloud in the play yard to keep my littlest friend content. It's a bit of compromise.
We're pressed for time in the afternoons, trying to squeeze in quiet hour and school work. But it's working, and it's a season.
We all sat at the lunch table yesterday and I said, "Look around, you guys. We don't have very much time left when all eight of you are here at the table for lunch". Busy and noisy as it is, it will all change and morph as the high schoolers move out over the next few years.
If no one has told you this before, I will- it goes by incredibly quickly.