Ya'll. Summer is kicking my ass. Kicking my ass. And we're only one week into it. Oy.
We're getting ready to go to the pool now. Which will be great, totally great. Great, great, great, I'm trying to tell myself. I just hope my husband picks up on that chant when he sees the house. Because, you know, dishes and laundry everywhere is not nearly as bad and wound-up children. Great. Super. Super-great. Just great.
Oh God, I'm so pathetic.
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Happy Summer? If hubby says anything about the dishes tell him you saved them for him to do!! I know I'm bad. Just think about how much you'll get done when the kids are exhausted from the pool!! Good luck and hugs!
your so freakin' real. love it. that's why I keep coming back.
mmmhh, hello summer?
This is the part where you call up the grandparents and cheerfully say, "Hey! Would you like to spend some quality time with your grandsons?"
And if teh hubby is put out by the clutter and mess...well...say 'bite me' while throwing back some sangria*.
My kids are being complete assholes too. I'm blaming it on the barometric pressure. Yeah. That's it.
On a happier note, school starts in 10-weeks. Woo-hoo!
*I make excellent sangria. Come on over!
Ugh...the summer's already making me feel run down as well. I think maybe it takes a while to get into the swing of things? Perhaps a drink with a colorful umbrella will help...
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