Roar!

My little people are tucked in bed and I am off the clock, so to speak. Hubs left today for a four day business trip and I am utterly exhausted. Girlie had a Brownie badge ceremony tonight, so I had to pick up new khaki's (managed to stick to our plan, more about that later), supervise homework, feed everyone dinner, bake a dessert, and take the Little Guy with us during a time when he is usually being tucked into bed. I don't like to take him out that late in the evening, but my sitter was busy, so we just had to roll with it. The woman hosting the event had a giant uncovered pool in her back yard, right next to where we were supposed to sit and watch the candlelight awards ceremony. Fantastic. I pulled it off, but barely.

I am already in my jammies and planning crawl to the couch and flop down in front of some mindless television. Maybe John and Kate Plus 8 can inspire me to get through the next few days on my own. I don't know how parents with more than two children make it. Once you are outnumbered, things get a little wild. It's a jungle around here and I am just going to try to get through the next few days without eating my young...