... you leave the room while your kids are "exploring" the kitchen drawers, and happen on a Sharpie.
... your diaper bag gets caught in the washing machine. It makes a really scary noise, too. When your son hears the noise, he will freak out and insist that a "Bad Guy Transformer" is coming and run around the house screaming until you fix the problem, prompting your downstairs neighbors to bang on your floor.
... you are SO tired from the past few days of your daughter staying up until past midnight and your son waking up at 5:30am (WHY can't they EVER be on the same schedule???), that you fall asleep on the couch at 9:30pm, while waiting for your husband to get home., and leave your daughter free to destroy anything in her path (or on the table).
Oh, I love them. I really do.
On a positive note, the INSIDE of the diaper bag tore a while ago, and has been tearing more and more ever since, but I couldn't justify buying a new one. I think I can now. :)
Tomorrow's our cleaning and shopping day, and on Sunday we have Stake Conference, so I get a bit of a break (not that trying to keep a toddler occupied for 2 hours is any easier than dealing with her in Primary). But we get to sleep in a bit at least (if the kids let me, that is :) ).
Have a great day, everyone!
1 comment:
You must have such a hard time even scolding those sweet little ones. Grace looks so sweet, even with her new "tattoo". And Adam and his transformer trauma. Well, good luck on a new diaper bag. You need what I don't...a cavern with handles!!
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