I just went to pick my kids up from school, or rather the two older ones, the wee monster is home with me all day. Anyway, my house is now filled with this:
Son #1 to Wee monster – “Why are you bothering me? I’m trying to do my homework.”
Me: “Leave your brother alone and let him finish his work.”
Son #2 “I have this Pokemon and he does blahalahababalahlalabala and has blah HP”
Son #1 – “Really? Is that *insert name of Pokemon I don’t care about here*”
Me – “Kids, leave your brother alone! Do your homework!”
Wee one – giggles and tells oldest brother to open the clamshell jewelry case she found earlier just like the tyrant she is
Text from Husband who offers to stop at market on the way home from work
I text back, promising sexual favors in return
More chaos from kids, breaking my little moment with my dude.
Me – “sigh”
Wee one – “Momma, what are those lines around your eyes?”
Me – “sigh. Wrinkles. Go away and leave your brother alone”
Wee one – “oh. Do they hurt? can we watch Max and Ruby? Can I have a popsicle? I want to wear my princess dress.”
My life? She is so glamorous.