okay, so the braggity stuff first
I was going to bitch a bit first, but I fell asleep last night before I got on the computer.
The bitchy thing I can say for today is this. my freakin kids fought all day and to the point where I thought it might just be better to do away with them once and for all because it just seemed like they were rotten to the core and intent on causing harm to each other. fast forward.
littlest fell asleep and I think she's just not feeling so well because I was beginning to feel a little heat coming from her forehead. that would explain her extremely short temper
Anyhow, the big one is baking cookies and the best part is I have let her do it herself, without any intervention from her micromanaging mother, and she is rocking the kitchen...even to the point of sort of, kind of starting the clean up process. And every batch she has ever made is amazingly good.
husband and I are on our second bottle of wine and watching Anthony Bourdain on netflix, a RARE occurence (not the wine, but the fact that we are both in the house after dark). I'm sure I've mentioned that he is a shop boy, meaning that he all but disappears to the shop after dinner and I usually don't see him again until morning.
I'm pretty blissed out right now and I swear it's not the wine.
more later.
cookies are done.
The bitchy thing I can say for today is this. my freakin kids fought all day and to the point where I thought it might just be better to do away with them once and for all because it just seemed like they were rotten to the core and intent on causing harm to each other. fast forward.
littlest fell asleep and I think she's just not feeling so well because I was beginning to feel a little heat coming from her forehead. that would explain her extremely short temper
Anyhow, the big one is baking cookies and the best part is I have let her do it herself, without any intervention from her micromanaging mother, and she is rocking the kitchen...even to the point of sort of, kind of starting the clean up process. And every batch she has ever made is amazingly good.
husband and I are on our second bottle of wine and watching Anthony Bourdain on netflix, a RARE occurence (not the wine, but the fact that we are both in the house after dark). I'm sure I've mentioned that he is a shop boy, meaning that he all but disappears to the shop after dinner and I usually don't see him again until morning.
I'm pretty blissed out right now and I swear it's not the wine.
more later.
cookies are done.