Vacation, all I ever wanted
Summer vacation is coming to an end. School clothes and supplies have broken the bank and made my wallet weep. New teachers have been met and old teachers have been hugged. Mom is counting down the seconds until school begins.
Yes, I have three 4-year olds still at home during the day; but I find myself yelling at the older two more than I am getting after the triplets. One has to control how everything is played while the other erupts each time her sisters take a breath. She’s 13, it’s to be expected.
My brain is fried. This is about all I have at the moment. Just wanted to let y’all know I am still alive and the kids haven’t killed me… yet.
Mirrored from moxygen.