A summary of my day based on the whys:
Why is it that I don’t end up checking my email until we are
in the EMPTY parking lot of Jimmy’s preschool to find out that he has a two
hour delay this morning?
Why does Sawyer insist on lying flat on our kitchen island(usually
when there is hot food nearby)?
Why is it that the family sized box of Kraft mac n cheese
never looked so appetizing as right now when I am on a dairy free diet?
Why does Jimmy think that strumming a ukulele and screaming
in Bart’s face will help him to stop crying?
Why do both the ant man and the delivery man choose the
exact windows of time when I am sitting on the couch with my boobs out feeding
Bart to knock at the door?
Why is it that after screaming all sorts of rants and
threats at the boys as I load them in the Gray Goose to get Josie, I back out
and THEN see my neighbor getting her mail right next to me?(at least she just
smiled and waved back )
Why and HOW is it that the full size “mattress” I ordered
for the kids’ bunk bed arrived rolled up like a carpet?
Why did Jimmy just come out of the bathroom wearing only his
shirt and Scooby Doo boxers with a glowstick necklace around his waist like a
belt?
Because you must have something to write about - duh! :)
ReplyDeleteI literally just had a discussion with my kids about petting the baby! And I'm on the dairy free diet for the time-being while nursing my baby - have been since July. Thank god for Oreos!
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