Good Night

Today was a long day. Neither children took an afternoon nap which ended up sending me over the edge. I finally called Mr. Sloth at 4pm and asked him to come home a bit early as I was in no condition to watch the children. He was scheduled to head to his parents to hang out with his dad at 5pm.

One lighthearted moment during the day was when Demand announced to me that she had to use the restroom, she then declared, "Poop, you need to get out! Right Momma?"

Ummm.....right!

I'm also in peek Sports-widow form. This was the third night in a row of "Big Games" and of course all of my Sundays are gone from now until January. Mr. Sloth and I have joked about his baseball team heading to the world series just in time for us to fly to Europe. Sorry Mr. Sloth. To be really ironic it will be a blizzard too.

I don't feel like writing anymore. Good night.