........and then Sunday was the kind of day where J and I locked ourselves in our bedroom for a moment and gave each other the "HOW MANY MORE DAYS UNTIL COLLEGE?!?" face. And also the "OHHOLYCRAP WE'RE HAVING ANOTHER ONE?!?" face. Because after the Target fun finds and the well behaved lunch out and the picture-perfect domestic child rearing bliss that was Saturday, Sunday was a hot mess. Two kids up well before normal wake up (yes, even Princess SleepsALot), one kid who threw his Easter basket in a bratty, pouty tantrum because it didn't contain enough candy for his liking, and fit after fit after fit. All. Day. Long.
Monday? Not so much better, thus far. They were both up at the crack of dawn once again (WHY?!), I'm tired and have the eye bags to prove it, I feel like I weigh half a ton, and my granola bar gave me heartburn so bad you'd have thought I ate fiery hot salsa for breakfast. I'm feeling emotional, to the point that a supportive voice mail from my mom made me cry and realizing my car keys were upstairs after we were all already downstairs made me cry and hearing the Eminem song from my college hockey cheer team days in the car made me cry (I was so skiiiiinnny! and it was so funnnnnn! and we lost ourselves in the moment we owned it we were never going to let it go we only had one shot!) Oh, and? It's cold. Like February cold, or at least not balmy spring warm, but it doesn't even matter just exactly how cold because it's too cold to go play outside and I've already forgotten WHAT, exactly, I'm supposed to do with my kids all afternoon if playing outside isn't an option.
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