Here's how you know your Monday might be a rough one. It starts like this: wake at 2am to pee. Wake at 3am to pee. Wake at 4am to pee. During this particular trip to the loo, discover way too late that there's no more toilet paper on the toilet paper roll. (Maybe because someone pees eleventy billion times a day/night?) It's dark. Reach up to over-toilet cabinet and pray there's a roll of TP on the bottom (read: within reach) shelf. No go, but you rip off your finger nail trying to open cabinet door. And as you lumber your way out of the loo, you step on a Little People and say a few words you really shouldn't be saying before Monday has even started. And wake up the dog. Who nips the back of your leg as you try to hoist yourself back into bed.
hi! welcome to my blog, where i write about our life in durango, colorado. mostly i write about being a sahm to our three: anderson, vivian, and the newest addition, mabel gray (mg, mabes, etc.) yeah, three babies in just under four years. wheeeeeee! sometimes i write about stuff other than the mom stuff. like ... um ... okay, it's pretty much all about the mommyness up in here. i own it.