…hurt.

The ubiquitous MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY scream that is.

Days like today I’ve heard it so much I want to change my name.

The girls have heard for most of the afternoon “There is no Mommy, there is only Zoul”  (extra points if you know what movie that came from…and Jonathan you don’t get to answer) from me.  They should be afraid, very afraid.

I guess the conclusion I’ve come to today is that the girls must nap in the afternoon for me to remain sane.  This means that I can no longer, no matter how tempting it is or how tired she is, let Madeline take a morning nap.  I always pay for it.

Anyway, now the girls are kind of sharing a book.   I stress kind of because there have been a few heated exchanges from them in the last 45 seconds.  Don’t get me wrong, they really do love each other and play well, but some days all Madeline wants to do is say NO in a very very loud voice and Claire just tattles on her.

Days like this I miss my full time job in a way.  But that way is so very tiny as I know this too will pass and tomorrow is Saturday.  Phew.

Turns out even Stay At Home Moms are workin for the weekend.