a breath
the family is gone and the party is over. boo is three and the buns has been baptized. i’m exhausted and frustrated. when i get tired my patience with the kids decreases and it shouldn’t since they are dog tired too.
so we are having a mellow day. i’d love to get out and go to the park, but i think i’m going to fix lunch, give boo and bath and try to get the both to sleep.
how do these women do it all the time? i just don’t get it.