It's been one of those mornings. I woke up to screaming, fighting children who I'm sure were beating the crud out of each other. I should have gone downstairs and refereed, but nope. I closed my eyes as if I didn't hear it at all.
After getting all the dishes done and put away and the microwave cleaned and floor swept and mopped (my parents are coming & my Mom still believes I am a good housekeeper. Ha!). I headed for the bathroom. While checking facebook (Oh come on! You know you cruise the Internet while on the pot too, so don't judge!), I saw a post from one of my friends:
"If ever you feel alone, go sit on the toilet. your kids will find you or the phone will ring."
Oh so true! As I was reading that there were hysterics happening in the living room. Cole apparently took a balloon from Hunter. Hunter threw a clothes basket and Cole. Blake stepped on Hunter's head while Hunter was throwing a fit. They are all screaming and crying. Then Blake must have found the unopened 12-pack of Bud Light....He brought me in an unopened can of beer.
Thanks little buddy. I think I may need that today!
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