its only 2 o'clock. with children hanging on both arms and legs, im trying to get my house ready for my in-laws. they come in on wednesday and i couldn't be more excited. its just... alot of work! mostly because its been over 5 weeks since i've done any deep cleaning. and in order to get one room cleaned, the kids make a mess in a different room, which im just going to have to clean up when im done with the first room. its a vicious cycle, cleaning.
anyways. i finally got charlie down for a nap, only for ellie to scream at jack 5 minutes later and wake him up for the third time. out of overwhelming frustration i yelled (yes, i yell at my children. dont judge.) "do NOT come into my room or you will both go to timeout until dinner!". remember how i said its 2 right now? yeah.
now as im sitting here, i really hope neither of them comes in because i really dont want to have to actually stick with it and do what i said.
it's a good thing i've got mint-chocolate brownies in the fridge or things could really get ugly around here!