Mommy’s Little Helper

Maggie was overtired today and I let her play hookie, I know, bad Mom. Still, she was grateful. She offered to help by feeding the baby breakfast. What was her choice? A bag of assorted cookies with orange juice. Nice try, but no cigar. And Sarah rewarded her by spilling the juice all over her chair. Sometimes I feel less like their mother and more like the zookeeper in the monkey house. Welcome to the monkeyhouse. Lalalalala…tommorrow is another day.