I don't feel like this every single day, but some days. . .
It's those days that make me question my sanity when I thought it was an awesome idea to have 4 kids in 6 years. Crazy. And not like crazy "ha ha". Sorry I think that song is so hee-larious.
I can't keep up with my house. The steam cleaner currently sits next to me. It says "use me, use me!" 'cause I know there's 3 rooms that could really use it right now. Maybe I can't keep up 'cause my kids have like 7 meals in a day?
And I have to clean this one up after every meal?
Just my kitchen alone is a full time job.
Bath time. . .
Cats and dogs living together.
Laundry. Laundry. Laundry. Massive amounts of it. Darn you, laundry. Darn you to heck. I'm cleaning up my language, at least.
Loading all 4 kids in the car to get Jamison to school. Unloading. Turning right around 5 minutes later to pick him up. Unload.
So it's not really 5 minutes- but it does feel like it. Especially on short day.
Who let Johnny have the scissors again?
Okay now- go run with them. Then I'll really feel like I'm an awesome mother.