Sometimes I feel like this is every. single. day. It seems like I get up, beg the 3 yo to eat, try to get the 14 mo to not eat the 3yo's breakfast, say "no/don't do that/stop hitting her/stop hitting him/don't ride the cat/stop trying to climb the bookcase/don't ride your sister/don't leapfrog the cat/STOP!STOP!STOP" a jillion times, do the dishes with the kids, watch the same Dinosaur Train episode 3 times in a row, and then my husband gets home. I feel like every day is a do nothing day -- and being in a basement apartment with no yard, no parks within walking distance, and no transportation options compound the feeling. But the kids aren't emaciated, the 3yo is learning new words, and the 14mo can put the star shape in the star hole, so something beneficial is happening, right?
Hilarious, and so familiar. Also, I LOVE your avatar.