David has been working a lot of weekends. A LOT of weekends. In one way it is nice. I am sure I am not the only parent who experiences the household running smoother when the only dissenting voices don't have an actual vote. On the flip side having another vote means that you are not losing your mind when you get a tad irritated when asked for the 100th time for a cookie before 9 am.
At one point I realized I was the one person in the house being unreasonable. But the girls should hold some responsibility. As I was slowly losing my mind this weekend it occurred to me that while I am probably not alone in wondering if it I ran away would they find me?
Here are just some of the phrases that popped out of my mouth this weekend:
No you cannot have a cookie (7:30 am)
Quit licking me
Yes Allie, you do a terrific jump rope in the living room. WATCH OUT FOR THE TV
You already had three donuts (8 am)
Boo, you cannot feed Bailey stickers. Or blocks or what the hell did you just stick in his mouth?
Is it wine o'clock yet?
Fine have a cookie (8:45am)