And I honestly don’t feel like throwing myself off of a roof as much as I thought I would. Three toddlers sounds like an absolute nightmare- but really, it’s not that much worse than two. Sure, they feed off of each other and seem to get much crazier than my two alone- but it’s nothing I can’t handle. Especially since my brother comes and gets Preston at nap time, so it isn’t even a full day.
I do have to admit that I am damn glad it’s Friday. It was a long week, and a lot to have to accept and gear up for going from just saying MAYBE to my brother, to instantly being thrown into becoming Preston’s babysitter without even a chance to really mull it over. Though I must not be doing too bad of a job because according to my brother and his baby-mama, Preston talks about coming back over here non stop. So much that he was waiting for my brother to come home one morning at 5:30 and instantly asked if it was time to come here as soon as he walked through the door. Awesome aunt? Check.
Three days a week (and one evening every other week) for just a couple of hours is nothin’, and getting paid in cash every Friday is pretty fantastic too.
Tonight a much needed break is in order, so some friends are coming over for dinner and drinks- and then maybe another friend later to join us in our lame-o card/board gaming ways. This time, i’m not going to end up crawling to the bathroom and puking though. I have finally learned my lesson (and my limits) and am fully aware that pounding drinks is not the best route to go in. I need to be able to make it to the bank tomorrow before noon to deposit my shiny new money into my savings account, and a head thrashing hangover would not be conducive to that.
17 Stupidly Impossible Things our Kids Think we can do that we… well… can’t. goo.gl/fb/RrkM47
The fact that this is accurate for my life means it's finally happened: I've become my mother. pic.twitter.com/xrIGOoM5Q9
Vacation season is upon is! This is just your friendly reminder that trips with kids are NOT vacations. holdinholden.com/2016/03/vaca…
If you've ever dreamed of having a smaller, angrier version of yourself that you have to argue with over booger eating, kids are for you.
Repeat for infinity while yelling "I JUST CLEANED THAT" pic.twitter.com/pmfEpm3hJU
I love it when my kid is proud of his new accomplishments. I just wish he wouldn't come into my room at 5am to yell them at me while I sleep
Don't grow up- it's a trap! holdinholden.com/2017/05/10-w…
FYI: When I said "enough with the cold weather! It's MAY! Give us heat!" I didn't mean that I wanted to take a vacation to Satan's anus.
10 Ways Childhood is WAY BETTER than Adulthood goo.gl/fb/j0vnoQ