Mom gets sick, kids go bonkers.
Dad gets home to sick wife, crazy kids.
House looks like tornado hit it.
Daughter uses toilet- toilet is clogged.
Plunger has mysteriously disappeared.
Daughter attempts to fish out toilet items. Oh the joy of being 3.5 when nothing is really gross.
Miscellaneous items go along with all of this. Dad is losing his hair as we speak.
Excuse me, while I go cry or laugh or scream or whatever it is I do.
10 comments:
you sound like a man that needs a double whisky, pronto.
Three or four might be nice.
Your daughter sounds like a riot! I mean, I don't have to take care of her, so easy for me to say. She's going to take after her Dad and find a way to make some ridiculous situation into a joke, I'm sure.
I hope your wife feels better soon.
"Excuse me, while I go... blog." The joys of parenthood
Oy...well, as my Rabbi always tells me, "It can only get better".
(Did you take the little one outside and hose her down with Lysol after that? LOL)
Hoo boy - we haven't had a day like that in a while...
::knocks on wood::
Leora,
She is awesome, when she is not trying to kill me. ;)
M,
Yep.
Orie,
Something like that.
Richmond,
The good news is that it can happen at any time. ;)
your daughter and my son sound like a match made in heaven. They deserve each other!
I feel for you Jack, I really do.
My was sick for 2 days this week, and it seems that everything went to hell...
Babka,
That could be dangerous.
Michael,
Thanks.
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