Today’s been a rough one. No, I haven’t rushed anyone to the hospital (yet). There haven’t been any fires (yet). Everyone’s limbs are still attached and the house is still here.
We’re all a little cranky from staying up late. That’s probably it.
Serves me right for organizing them all into an “at home campout” last night after our neighborhood one was cancelled. Serves me right for dragging mats, sleeping bags, furniture, and snacks into the family room. Serves me right for watching an action film (the only sort my husband says he can stand watching with the kids) until 11 p.m.
So, I have no advice like “be a fun parent.” Look where it got me.
If you’re going to get any advice out of me today, it’s that you ought to take naps. Frequent naps.
Maybe have the kids take a nap, too.
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