here is where I am at right now-
and it's not such a good place.
one boy pulls out a bag of the white oreos out of the food storage closet,
asks if he can take some in his lunch,
pulls the package out- which by the way, shouldn't be open yet.
13 are gone!
yes, I counted.
and nobody did it.
does that happen in anyone elses house?
'cause it happens here, alot.
freak. the white kind. I love those.
then, one boy decides he needs to be home sick.
then the babysittee comes to me, when I am working so hard to clean up Sadies bedroom, that is in a constant state of post hurricane disaster mess, and doing a great job, making some progress, I might add, anyways,
sweet little thing comes to me and says- you might want to clear the table.
yah, so my mature adult self says to her-
I might not want to .
yah, so that is where I am at today.
I think I need chocolate.
and lots of it.