VICTORY!

My husband and Poppa are still out of town.
I am tired.
This weekend, the five days as the most sane person in the house was beginning to show.
Yes, I am as amused by that above statement as you are.

Grammy got a little extra pitiful while I was helping her throughout the day. At one point I had to tell her that the whining and negative attitude were not helping. And no, I will not make a fried egg sandwich with jelly on toast for breakfast. Not only do I not know how, but I can barely make a pot of coffee before 10am.
Then I felt a little guilty about that and bought her some chocolate.

And I swear, the constant "mommy" "Mommy!" "MOMMY!" was driving me nuts!

SydneyBeth had a friend sleep over, and though that did help keep everyone amused, and I finally got to sit down for more than ten minutes at a time (to fold laundry, of course) those little monsters managed to stay up til 1AM! CRAZY!

Today I took both kids to a party at the batting cages, which was great in theory, not so much in practice.
It was roughly 100 degrees in that (literally) stinking place, with no AC. And neither one of my kids actually wanted to hit anything. So that was fun. But they seems to be amused.

And tonight the only way I could arrange to spend a few minutes to soak my aching bones was to take a bath with the kids. Yes, I used three in one wacky watermelon hair and body wash, but I did spend 20 minutes in the tub with the jets on, so that's a victory, right?

Now, Sydney has finally fallen asleep on time. Jonny just told me loved me without asking for anything afterwards, and Jon and Poppa will be home in a couple of hours.

I made it!

I am getting a pedicure tomorrow to celebrate!
Right after grocery shopping and before pre-school pick up.
I hope.
Maybe not.