I had a dream last night that I had a big gap between my two front teeth.
Not a happy dream for someone who's had braces. Twice.
Mark just spilled something in the kitchen and I heard him say, "Awwwwwwww. Mom is going to kill me."
I don't want to know.
I could not get sleeping beauty to wake up this morning (Emma's changed back from her early morning forays). She finally rolled out of bed and insisted that it was time I had a parent teacher conference and she gets a day off from school.
Instead of emptying the dishwasher and taking the laundry to the laundry room like my boys are supposed to do, they've been playing the Wii.
I forgot to reinstate the parental controls after Saturday night when they had free reign of the Wii while we were gone.
And speaking of laundry, I swear my neighbors bring in their laundry over the weekend.
We can't have produced THAT much laundry.
Monday.
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