That One Time I Lost It In Front of the Neighbor Kids

Welcome, you! Here we are again, on this fine Monday afternoon. Our littlest two are out of sorts. The baby is up early from his nap and I'm taking in the wonderful, familiar aroma of spit-up. Our toddler finally passed out on MY bed after over an hour of protesting in hers (which hasn't happened in a year, and should go to show just how exhausted she must be). Monday, Monday, Monday. We're usually friends, but today you've been a little bit of a "B."