Can one step on a crack, walk under a ladder and break a mirror without knowing it?? Because I don’t remember any of that, but our luck lately shows a different story.
I spent all day yesterday, cooped up in the house, with a very sick Henry and a very rambunctious Clara. I’d love to tell you that I looked on the bright side of life and found those beautiful moments in the day that make life go round. I’d love to do that. The truth? We watched so many movies our brains are rotten, I stepped on vomit (twice) and I was crying and ready for bed by 4:30pm (any other moms know about that witching hour between naptime ending and daddy coming home?? It’s the pits.)
After what seemed like a 54 hour day, we had a bedtime of 8:30pm (yes! everyone!).
New mercies in the morning, right??
QUESTION: Let me live vicariously through you. What are you doing this weekend??