Let’s face facts. Kids make a freaking mess. How many times have I had my little ones eat in their underwear so they don’t destroy their outfits? Whoa, too many times to count. You’d THINK they would eat over the table…I only scream out the request about fifty times a day! But, fortunately for me…
Grandpa took the crew to football tonight.  I am super-excited  It’s been a long week and I really need to kick back with a glass of vino.  Ahhh.  I hear the chardonnay screaming at me to take the first refreshing sip.  But I resist, I just need to put away a few more stray toys.  Only…
I dozed off on the couch earlier. Â It felt soooo good…until Hubby pounced on me, demanding that I give the kids a bath. Â Just to let you know, I loathe bath time. Â It entails a lot of splashing, yelling, screaming, and SPLASHING. Â And I just don’t have patience, not when I was up at 4:30…
We got some really distressing news this morning about the child of a close friend who was just diagnosed with leukemia. But yet we let our own kids continue to haunt us all day, because we ARE only human and the stress just made us snap. But the stress of what exactly? Contending with three…
I wouldn’t exactly label myself a control freak. Â True, I like things done a certain way (fine, MY way) and in my time. Â But it’s not like I fall apart if they don’t go according to my set schedule. Â I may get a little crabby, but I’m not completely unreasonable or unyielding. Â I’m just…regimented. Â =)…
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