Adventures in parenting...

I am totally ready for school tomorrow. It's not that I don't love my children. I adore them. They are wonderful little boys and are generally really well behaved. I'm just at wits end from running around after them and trying to stay on top of house work, whilst managing them taking turns being sick. It has been a really, really long two weeks.

I am *so* thankful when Beloved walks in the door at 7pm. Sometimes, I am counting down the minutes because it's the only thing keeping me from climbing the ceiling in sheer frustration. Attempting to cook, clean, and watch children requires more then two arms and clearly more then just two eyes. I honestly have no idea how single parents do it. I have a rough time and I've got backup.

Today's adventures featured Snuggle Bug bursting into the bathroom excited as anything and literally scaring the crap out of me. It was a little awkward. I still have no idea what had him so terribly excited that he ran down the hall and burst into the room. He was babbling incoherently about something. Perhaps he saw a bird at the bird feeder or an interesting vehicle pass by on the road.

All I know is that having an excited toddler burst into the room while you're in the middle of a number two is entirely not a pleasant experience. Especially when you were dealing with the adult version of the stomach bug that had them sent home the day before. Pepto claims it works on diarrhea. Today, it failed for me. The chamomile tea, however, helped a lot. (I know that was all far more information then you really wanted to know. But, it's the end of a long day and I'm rambling. Don't expect deep thoughts from me when I am managing about at the goldfish end of the wit spectrum.)

My boys, I love them like crazy. Some days, I just don't know what to do with them. It's kinda funny. I test out as having a genius level IQ and my children make me feel dumb. It's not that I can't think, it just seems like I am not half as fast as they are. Some days, I really do think they're tag-teaming Beloved and I. Where on earth do they get all that energy? They must have the metabolism of humming birds or something.