For supper we had chicken and potato wedges, and mac salad. From the deli at the grocery store. I brought 3 out of 5 kids to school today (on time even) after they had a YummY breakfast of homemade waffles.
The reason I had time to do all this was because Juli and Sam were up at 4AM. Yelling, screaming and running. Lovely! I used my MEAN voice and sent them back to bed, and they fell asleep, but of coarse, I was wide awake. Juli and Sam have been sleeping together, and when one of them has a bad dream they both wake up.
When I was picking the 3 up from school one of the mom’s I chat with told me as politely as possible how shitty I look. Lovely again. “Oh you’re so pale”, “You look so tired”, “Oh eeew, when was the last time you showered?” (Just kidding about the last one.) Heck, you try taking care of 5 little monsters, all by yourself, and dealing with the death of your husband, and see how lovely you
smell look. I know see was just concerned about us, and I appreciate that, I really do, but today is a sarcastic, bitchy day.
Sally is all better now, but Sam is sick. Where’s my break?? I have spent a small fortune at the drug store. I think this week I’ll stock up on Benedryl, then everyone will sleep. mmwahahaha! (If you are a mandated reporter reading this I’m only kidding)
So Sally (who is 3) wanted me to close the bathroom door and lock it while she’s in there. I asked what she was going to do, and she said “nuffing” Do you think I should believe her? Even if she is very quiet, and not bugging me?
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