Or at least, that’s what I was going to write about. There’s so much to tell about the day, all the events that transpired that allowed us to go.. the trip there, Holden and the rides, Parker and the wave pool..
And then toward the end of the day- I appear to have pinched a nerve in my back and now I feel like dying.. or possibly giving birth out of my back since it’s contracting like i’m in labor. That plus the writhing and twitching in pain like i’m possessed by the devil? Oh, not to mention the suspicious rash that’s appeared on the fronts of my thighs And no it’s not a sunburn!)… And I think i’m just going to call it a night. I can’t seem to get rid of the pain with aleve, and as shady as it may be- no one I know has any muscle relaxers, so.. I guess i’m just going to be miserable for the rest of the damn night.
I’ll write about our eventful day tomorrow considering I haven’t died by then.
Dear people writing articles on ways to get siblings to get along, I'll save you the time. The answer is "Don't let them play together"
Please stop Complimenting my kids’ “Good” Behavior goo.gl/fb/rwfojS
Hard pass from me pic.twitter.com/VayvW1eopK
I've gotten to the point where I'd let my kids summon a demon with a Ouija board before I'd let them play Monopoly together again.
Parenthood is when you start counting the minutes to bed time before 11am.