Maeve woke Henry up at 7 FREAKING AM.
my house is a pit.
We're on the second time through "Alice in Wonderland"
I spilled rice crispies all over my kitchen floor- my dogs will eat their own poop but won't eat rice crispies. go figure.
Henry is melting down in my lap (as I type this)
before 8 AM I had already bribed (or tried to anyway) Maeve to stay in bed for a little longer
Ryan left a moldy to-go cup of coffee on the counter that made me gag.
there is a good chance we will be evicted from this house because of the condition of our garage.
On a plus side, Ponce, my bird is singing.
The sun is shining.
I am alive.
My kids are crazy (but healthy:)
I've got a date with girlfriends and wine tonight.
Its all good. :)