The girls are yelling.
spending some quality time it the naughty chair.
making my blood pressure soar.
it is almost bedtime.
because I really love them.
even on nights like this.
i was away this weekend on a women's retreat.
it was fun to come home.
to appreciate the noise, the mess, the hugs, the love.
we stayed in a charming vintage room.
if you say "charming vintage" it sounds nicer than "creepy, stinky and drafty".
wait for it.
in a closet.
with no light.
I would enter the darkness, turn the water to boiling and shut the door.
mama needs a break.