6 hours, 30 minutes and God knows how much more…

9 02 2007

…until the husband gets home. Not that I am couting or anything.

Have you ever had one of those days where your 4 year old has been nutty for going on 36 hours now for no reason you can see and nothing you can do will make any difference and your toddler has discovered the art of tantrums and throws one every six-point-two minutes when you dare tell him such things like, “Do not climb on the TV” and they both climb all over you wailing for most of the day and you seriously think you cannot handle just even one more second of this and you wonder why on Earth you ever decided to have children anyway?

Yeah, me neither.




2 responses

9 02 2007
lola coca-cola

Yeah, I called my mom the other day and told her that unless she came over someone would die. So, I do understand. And you have two, I don’t know how you do it.

12 02 2007

Teehee. Um, no, don’t know what you mean.

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