Crazy Train
Sarah's sick, which means I've got sole responsibility for the kids this weekend. Work is piling up. Asher's refusing to go to bed. The kitchen's a mess. Dinner's cold, and I have to run out to get chicken soup fixings.
Someone tell me it gets easier.
Someone tell me it gets easier.
2 Comments:
Um. It uh... gets easier.
I figure you'll be calling for a playdate tomorrow morning, since it is also supposed to RAIN.
yes to letting the kids hang out tomorrow. you around or are you going to go cruising in your new set of wheels?
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