You know, yesterday I was researching black markets to sell the kids on. That’s the kind of day it was. They were home from school and all I told them they had to do was clean their rooms. They started at 10. At 3:30, nothing had been done. So I went in with trash bags. I was tired of yelling and screaming. I was in bed and asleep by 9:30 last night. That’s how tired I was…

This morning as I was getting them ready for school and watching Samara brush her hair and explain the differences between first grade and kindergarten I realized that before I know it, they are going to be grown and gone. Sometime before that, I’m no longer going to be a cool mom and being seen with me will be a fate worse than death.

I think when the people call me from the black markets today, I’ll tell them I’ve changed my mind. (I’m kidding about this whole black market thing by the way, but that’s how MAD I was yesterday. To quote my mother, “I could feel my blood boiling.”)

But today, after school, we’ll be finishing the rooms. I’m pretty sure I can gather at least another trashbag each with them… Now THAT’S fun!

Until next time…

Heather