It seems like anyone who was a better parent than me would either handle the situation so that child 1 did her homework sooner and/or without the crap and child 2 slept sooner and/or without the crap, or that perhaps that person would do neither of the above but not feel the need to curse about it while wanting to cry and simultaneously run away, so I'm thinking that person should come mother my children and be a better wife to my spouse and I'll live in blissful if somewhat lonely solitude somewhere far away.
I hear you! Some days, I wish for Mary Poppins to come and take over. So sorry this was your day - it sounds like a truly awful one. Let this one be better.
And to all who are dealing with sickness, here's to speedy and full recovery.
Superbowl party was fun, lots of people, fairly unhealthy food, but I stayed away from it for the most part. Had some corn chips and bean dip, and one small brownie. Otherwise, I just munched on lots of carrots and had a glass of wine (or 2...).
Yesterday, I decided to do a long run in the morning. I was shooting for around 7 or 7.5, but ended up running 8.5 before I was back home. I was a little tired there at the end, but I did 3:1 run/walk intervals, so I never felt exhausted or anything.
So Valentine's day is right around the corner. DS is making little ladybug magnets out of plaster of paris. DD wants to sew puffy hearts, but just the thought of cutting out 30 - no, 60! - heart-shaped bits of fabric has me dreading this project.