• Complaining about something*,  Kids

    Live from the Bathroom Floor*

    I wasn’t going to write today. I’m still rocking a man voice and really don’t feel well, and after a full day of errands, cleaning and mom-ing, I just didn’t have it in me once all my housework was done at 10pm. I was booked in to work a full day tomorrow and decided that rest was more important. So, I got ready for bed crawled in and stretched out. Then I heard the kids’ door open and H stumbled out, complaining that his tummy hurt again. So, this post is coming to you live from my bathroom floor, where I am currently camped out with my small sick boy.…