I have no desire to be a single mom, but I might become one soon. Let's face it, it has been a rough day. Ben has been in time-out seven times, and each of the kids have bruises from being beaten by each other this morning. No, I personally have not beaten the kids, but I have a nice mark on my cheek from having a lego thrown at my face. Marty called in the midst of all of it to check in and see how things were going, he was witness to some of the horrors this morning. After I had updated him on what the little darlings had been up to, this was his response:
Marty: "I'm so sorry it's been a rough day. Would you like to hear some good news?"
Me: "Yes, please, anything positive right now will be lovely."
Marty: "Just think, today is nothing compared to how bad it will be after the new baby comes."
Are you freaking kidding me?!? The real good news is, he will be home to help me after the baby comes. It is going to be hard to hold down a career in sales once I have ripped out his tongue and beaten him over the head with it.