Week at beach = End of world
My mom is packing to spend a week at the beach with Dad and the extended Sheehan family. She seems so overwhelmed by the task and I just don't get it. Isn't this the same woman who wrangled four kids, at once? What happened? How does this turn into a monumental task, on par with my move to Chicago? It's really amazing. How on earth did she have 4 kids??? I know she was a great mom. I don't get it.