Real Talk

10 minute snapshot of my day, by T-money:

* Mom just stacked all of the kitchen chairs on top of the table to prevent me from crawling up on top of the table and dancing on it. She’s such a jerk.
* I just ran into the laundry room and drank dog water …like a dog. Dog water is always better than tap water, duh.
* I just let myself out the front door and ran down the street to splash in puddles. I got a few splashes in before mom carted me back inside. She’s no fun at all.

My brothers are sick and might not tell on me. I’m taking suggestions as to what I should do to mom next. Ready, annndd…. go!

Guys- I was feeling sad and defeated because I could barely get the boys in bed tonight without losing my sanity. I hadn’t thought of dinner for adult people because I had to pay bills and do other boring adult-y things while the baby was sleeping. Dave, who worked late, made a bypass to the grocery store, got ingredients for our favorite Chinese comfort food and whipped it up super fast after the boys were in bed. We talked. I had a glass of wine and sat down. He cooked. I ate slowly and without kids spilling their drinks and a toddler stealing my food. #marriage#10years#sweetheart

Ah yes, Valentines day. The baby wakes up at 5AM. It’s raining, everyone’s inside throwing toys at each other and crying and having colossal meltdowns. Privileges getting revoked left and right. Someone yells from upstairs, “TJ has giant boogers!!!!” They come downstairs during my coffee time insisting I change the batteries in 3 of their battery-powered cars. Today is an exercise in “Love as a choice.” Also, if anyone wants extra lemons, you can come pick them up and I’ll throw in three sour little boys on the side. But if you squeeze them, Imma warn you: what comes out will not be juice… Tracee Williams I see you, boo.

“Sam, I need you to come downstairs with me because I don’t want to go down there alone.”
– Joshua Lin (aka Frodo Baggins)

Josh: “Mom, how many more bites do I have to eat?”
Me: “I don’t know… 5 or 6 more at least….”
Him: “Ummm….maybe 10.”
Me: “10 sounds great.”

Sorry Lins, his negotiating skills are a giant disappointment, so far.