When you watch your toddler walking super strangely at the store only to realize you've put her boots on the wrong feet. No one to blame but yourself. And it's not the first time either.
When you realize you haven't brushed your teeth and it's 12:00 in the afternoon and you've left the house twice.
When you and your husband finish off an entire package of oreos in 3 days. With half a bottle of whipped cream to top them off.
When you find your daughter dragging other (tiny) daughter around in circles on the floor by her feet. For the 3rd time today.
When you realize your family has had quesadillas for lunch or dinner (in some form or variation) 4 times this week. At least we've moved on from cereal.
When you realize your daughter is walking you by the hand to the treat drawer (yes I have one of those) for the 10th time today. Or even when you realize your daughter knows where and what the treat drawer is.
This is my life.
3 comments:
just start telling her she has to go on the potty to get a treat! then at least you're getting something out of it too!
My wonderful friend! Don't be too hard on yourself:) You are doing a marvelous job and it definitely made my day to read your blog post! Love ya!
Ha ha I really love this post. And don't worry I am pretty sure a package of oreos hasn't lasted more than 3 days in our house either. What do you do?
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