My kids are playing so nicely together and have been all day. DS has a snowday and we're just chilling. So WHY am I sitting on my butt instead of doing all the 100s of things I could be doing? Granted, my butt is pretty comfy on my birth ball in front of MDC eating brownies, but still....tell me to get moving! Get cleaning! Get doing something productive!
Oh great, DS wants to paint totem poles....ack, paint. Why do my kids have to be so darn creative? Why can't they just sit and watch public tv like everyone else's kids?
Oh great, DS wants to paint totem poles....ack, paint. Why do my kids have to be so darn creative? Why can't they just sit and watch public tv like everyone else's kids?














