Crumpled, used tissues surround this laptop.
I should be spraying everything with Lysol.
My head is stuffed - my sinuses, my nose. My eyes are burning, My nose is red and sore.
And yet I have three kids sucking on their lollipops, dancing all around me, talking at the top of their lungs. It's bedtime. Finish the damn lollipops - it's time for bed!!!
I have lots more to write, but must respond to J who is repeating, "Boys, look at me in the inside of the house!" over and over and over again. Seriously. At least twenty times so far. Oh my gosh - stop it already!!!
Okay, just gave them all the one minute warning, whether they're finishes their lollipops or not. I'm just mean that way.
Hmmm...any way I can just snap my fingers and find them all changed, teeth brushed, and in bed instantly?
For the record, in case you're curious, it didn't work. Because the idea sounded really, really good and I thought it couldn't hurt to try.
Alright, one minute's up, time to get out of this chair and get them all ready for bed. I love my kids, but man, I sure would love a sick day right about now.