Thursday, December 22, 2011

if only I were June Cleaver...





...but I am not, and I am tired.


I am tired of playing.

I am tired of being spit-up on.


I am tired of being screamed at.


I am tired of talking like a a third grader.


I am tired of being a carousal for their amusement.


I am just so tired. I don't want to change another poopy diaper. I don't want to make another bottle. I don't want to sit on the floor anymore today. I don't want to even hear another rhyme or kiddy song so help me God or I am going to loose it!

My girls are so wonderful! Marli is so much fun and full of joy. Morgan is adorable and I love to kiss her sweet little face. But...



....I want to take a nap. I want to dress up and go out to dinner.


Oh, hell, I would just be happy with a quite house, a roaring fire, and a really big glass of wine.


Cheers to all the Mommy's and Daddy's out there who have their fill of their beautiful, smart, wonderful, funny children who can sometimes leave us a little tired.