Monday Funday

Today; a monday, went halfway decent. Monday's usually do. A full week with littles is like this;

 Monday morning: everyone gets up, gets ready, minimal fighting and arguing. Kids go to school, I go to work, pick them up, go home, dinner, baths (actually who am i kidding; baths that is a weekend thing, kids don't get dirty, right?) I meant to say: dirty kids nothing wipes (ok washcloths cause who wants to waste money on wipes, when washcloths can just be washed) can't handle. Then go to bed, minimal crying.

Tuesday: Noone gets up too early but they get up and get dressed, eat, go to school, go to work, come home, kids start stuffing faces because they can not wait for you to cook something, they fight and argue. Go to bed

Wednesday: Are NOT waking up, definitely late, no shower for me .Go to school, go to work. Pick kids up, they fight the whole way home. Food is made and left out. Toys are strewn across house. Im too tired to care. Pass out at night.

Thursday: 5-10 minute shower in while 2 year old beats on door. Older kids not getting up. Finally they do and are crying, whining and fighting. Feed them Campbell's chicken noodle soup for breakfast and bananas. I drink coffee and wish I could sit down and eat something. Shoes are lost, homework is gone, jackets have disappeared, house is a crazy disaster. Go to school, go to work. Come home see breakfast still on table. Half ass clean up while watching kids fight each other and spread more toys throughout house. Want to throw toys in trashcan: dream about it. But don't, cause then how would they entertain themselves so you can get a second of peace: oh wait they forgot how to do that anyway. Pass out.

Friday: Hair is in a huge knot, no makeup, black coffee cause too lazy to pour something in it. Kids fighting?? Dont even know anymore...maybe? Go to someplace, come home, sit on couch and don't move. Kids eat anything they want.

Weekend: rest, rejuvenate

Repeat