A Very UnMother's Day To Me

We didn't talk much about Mother's Day. So I'll give you a rundown of mine.

Zone defense all by my lonesome. Defense a.k.a. parenting. Thank you Intrepidideas for that little gem. I love it and use it often. My husband was duped into working the entire weekend. When he was asked to cover for a lady (who btw doesn't have children or a husband), he didn't realize it was Mother's Day weekend. Or so he maintains...

No sleeping babies here. Both babies were up all night on Saturday/early morning Sunday. They took turns. Yah for teamwork? I was exhausted. Good news though... my husband slept great through the entire event. Like a baby? Yah for REMs!

Good thing my puppy is lazy. I almost lost him. My husband let him out Sunday morning to do his business. I was going to let him back in and dozed off, due to the graveyard shift with the babies. I woke up with a start. You know the awakening when you force yourself out of deep sleep all confused and shit. Flying drool may or may not have been somewhere in that equation. Couldn't find Lorek anywhere in the backyard, and by anywhere I mean me yelling in the rain hoping he would come. Luckily, Lorek is lazy as hell. He walked to the covered front porch and fell asleep under a chair-- out of the rain.

Have you seen me?

Hair up his ass. Elijah (2 yrs old) was not feelin' the Mother's Day spirit this year. He destroyed Logan's homemade present to me. While in timeout for his offense, he smeared poo on the wall, and then had the audacity to be pissed off at everyone else (Logan, Jonas, and me) that it stuck to his hand.

But wait there's more. I forced kindly asked Logan (8 yrs old) take Elijah upstairs. Out of my hair. I just wanted to drink my coffee and watch an early morning movie in peace and quiet. Not hearing any activity, I peeked in the boys' bedroom. Whilst Logan zoned out on video games, Elijah found a package of markers and made a lovely Mother's Day mural all over his bunk beds. I screamed. Loud. I scared all three kids and myself. Day was save though. Can I get a Hell Yeah for Crayola's Washable collection? Hell Yeah. I was too upset to take photos.







The Marker Extravaganza went nicely with Saturday's Lotion Debacle. Photos below.

He was supposed to be taking a nap... even faked his eyes shut. The damn sneak. Is it me or does he look like a Mad Scientist? I think we've officially crossed into Terrible Twos.