Today is one of those days. It feels like no matter how much I try, I just can't catch up. I finally get the breakfast dishes cleaned up only to realize that I have to make bread for dinner, which means more dishes. Or we get the toys picked up in the living room but the sunroom is still a disaster.
This one wants some water. That one wants me to print out a coloring page. Someone needs to use the potty. Little girl is crying. Someone is screaming and someone is being tackled to the ground in frustration.
I feel like the only thing I say to my boys anymore is, "Just a minute." And I'm not the only one who thinks so. The other day, I was in our downstairs bathroom washing my hands when Jem called out for something. I asked him to just give me a minute and I would be right with him. That is when I heard him say, "In a minute. In a minute. That's all you ever say anymore."
My kids don't seem to realize that I only have two hands and that I can only be in once place at a time. And today is one of those days when I need another me to help out. Maybe it's time to take a look at Mormonism. Ha!
Just kidding. Sort of.
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