Go, Dogs, Go....
I've been up for 4 hours.
So far today, I have:
listened to 4 kids whine and complain from the moment they woke up
cleaned up spilled cereal - soggy, milky cereal from all over the table, chair and floor
took Chubs to the potty 9 times...6 of them false alarms
read Go, Dogs, Go 7 times and Commotion in the Ocean 3 times
got dressed...in clothes that are getting tighter and tighter by the day (time to start a new diet, I suppose)
found a pair of pants for a certain little girl who cried "I've looked EVERYWHERE and I just can't find them ANYWHERE!" I found them in 2.3 seconds...
asked Moose why on earth he was wearing dirty shorts and if he'd please change...he never did
inspected 3 lunches...1 of which was healthy enough to pass my standards...gave a mini lesson to the boys on what needs to be included (and eaten) at lunchtime
listened to relentless teasing and crying and arguing
Will somebody please remind me why I'm taking them out of school in 1 hour to take them ALL to the dentist? At the same time.... On purpose... And why I'm getting my teeth cleaned today too. Especially since I got my braces adjusted yesterday and I can't stand for my teeth to come in contact with....ANYTHING?
I just want to climb in bed and let the dog take care of everything today. Go, Dog, Go...surely you can handle the children MUCH better than I can....