both girls, since seven a.m.
crying, hand-wringing, breakdowns.
sadie’s waffle is BIGGER THAN MINE
why does she have MORE MILK?
harper touch me! harper look at me!!!
you told sadie you like her dress and NOT ME? why is sadie’s dress TWIRLIER THAN MINE?
a rain drop dropped on my HEAD!
my eyelash IS HURTING ME SO BAD.
i want DADDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
and me?
i’ve never needed a glass of sauvignon blanc more. HA!
is it time for a fake laundry mission in the basement? one of those mommy time outs?
my fatal mistake? telling harper to not be dramatic.
she ran and told sadie what I said and they BOTH cried.
oh good Lord have mercy.
so thankful that tomorrow will be a fresh start.
xo