I got nothin’ today. My brain is a puddle of oatmeal, and I can’t put together a cohesive sentence to save my life. Maybe my kids’ lives, but not mine.
The boys are still in their jammies, and it’s after lunch. The kitchen thermometer read 112 degrees at 11 a.m.- I know that wasn’t right, but still, just seeing it is freaky. I am hiding downstairs in my dark office, enjoying the cool, while the boys chatter and continue to make bed-sheet forts in the playroom. They come in here every few minutes to jump on me or whine or ask for something, or to climb under the desk and poop, if we’re taking about Eric.
Abby is snoozing with the fan on in her room. Yay for white noise. She is such a mellow baby, I am grateful beyond all reasoning. Now the boys are fighting, and I need to go me mama. *sigh*
I’m ready for fall. I love fall. The crispy air, the cool days and cold nights, the colors, Eric and I have birthdays, school starts…*sigh*
I got nothin’ today.