Tuesday, May 26, 2015


Hubby goes off to grocery store. Tucked two little girls into bed. 
8:00: Lots of giggling, whispering, etc. Got on the monitor, told them to shush and go to bed.
8:10: Small one announces she "cannot get all her sillies out". Got on the monitor, told her she needed to tell each body part starting with her toes, goodnight.
8:15: Big one yells that little one needs me. I go up there. Little one wants a drink of water. I tell her to go get said water and get right back in bed. I go back downstairs.
8:30: Big one says she has "something very important" she needs to tell me. I get on the monitor and tell her it had better be good. She informs me that she told her teacher she would be bringing treats to celebrate her summer b-day on the last day of school. Tomorrow is the last day of school. *facepalm* I call said hubby and he is pulling into our driveway as he answers. He brings in all the groceries, gets back in the car, goes back to the store and gets said treats. I get on the monitor, tell Big one she is a VERY lucky girl who has a VERY nice dad. I tell both girls that I had better not hear a peep from them unless its an emergency.
8:35: Small one tells me she has an emergency - she needs to go to the bathroom. I give up and get the bottle of wine.

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