breathe.
breathe.
I'm trying to be good, happy mommy. I really am.
It started out great with kids cuddling me awake at 8:30! Woo hoo! I love sleeping in!
I did pretty good through the "I swear it's not my fault that I dropped an entire container of milk on the floor" incident. I thought we had a pretty good understanding of the difference between "completely-accidental-not remotely my fault so I bear no responsibility" and "I wasn't being careful so I am responsible for my actions".
I started to get irritated that he left the milk sodden clothing ON the carpet.
I really got annoyed when the tub overflowed WHILE HE WAS IN IT because he "forgot" to turn the water off.
So now I'm back to the "I-really-need-to-lower-my-blood-presure-mommy" phase and I'm turning to the donut of misery for my mantra of the day... "6 more weeks....6 more weeks"
As I sit writing this, I hear boy snapping at his sister alternating with obscene whining. Sigh. I'm not starting today out well, am I?
hahaha! Ethan is totally in the "I FORGOT" stage too! aaaahhh! I feel your annoyance!
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