So I know I’m usually just more fun than a barrel’o’monkeys, but today’s just been one of those days where I feel like I went in Wal-Mart and emerged 12 hours later to find that I have no idea where my car is or what it even looks like, ya know what I’m sayin’?
Aubrey (5) has been alternating screaming at me since she got home from school, “MOMMA, I WANT TO SEE THE GRANDHOG ON TB!” (Not a typo, that’s what she calls The Groundhog and The TV,) with counting to 100, which she can do very well thankyouverymuch. And has done. About 100 times.
Aubrey has also developed a fascination with vampires. I have no idea where she gets this because she’s never even heard the word at home. But she seems to have an extensive knowledge of vampires, which she learned from, “the sharp pointy vampire tooth in my mouth.”
Emma (3) just turned up a bag full of Oreo dust. Even though I swept, mopped AND vacuumed my kitchen floor yesterday, lo, even getting on MY HANDS AND KNEES to get the really disgusting spots, in less than 24 hours I could add water to my floors and we could mud wrassle. (AGAIN, I realize this is NOT how you spell this word, but this is my world and my rant.)
Motherhood has owned me today. Motherhood chewed me up and spit me out. And I’m tired, I’ll be happy and silly again tomorrow, but right now…I want my Mommy. Wah!