What Kids?

We’re on the road…AGAIN! My husband is on another business trip, so here we are for the week again…this time with all 3 kids. I don’t feel guilty this time, but I do feel regretful… I regret not leaving the middle one behind!

The crying just has not stop with these little creatures… (do I mean kids? No, these are not “my” kids… they were switched with some little aliens while I slept… ) At any given moment in the past couple days at least one of them is crying or fussing…or making us frustrated for some other reason… (good thing it was the weekend, so I wasn’t alone!)

I’ve developed a strategy…pretend that the baby is fussing alot more than he is so that I can hold him…and then send my husband to deal with the other 2!! But Alas, its Monday… and my evil plan has to come to an end… as I sit here and type… one kid on my lap, another one crying in the playpen, and the other asking to go back home!

Note to the aliens that stole my kids… PLEASE return them!!