Thursday, March 20, 2008

Dread

It's happening.

Bubba-Love is trying to give up his afternoon nap.

Rats, rats, and double rats.

Who knew those two hours in the afternoon could mean so much to me. The time to get outside, pick up poop, play with the dogs, write, drink tea. The peace of a napping house.

Shattered by the shrill cries of, "MOOOOOMMMMMMIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!"

Hence my newest mission: I'm going to have to teach Bubba-Love how to use the pooper scooper and boil the kettle.

6 comments:

diane said...

It won't seem so good to be a stay at home mom now, will it.....

Stephanie said...

I coulda told you. I absolutely relish the afternoons when mine do sleep, especially if they sleep on the same day. :)

Dig said...

Di, hence why I've been working on my resume! ;)

hubster dave said...

we'll probably have 3 more kids before that resume gets mailed anywhere tho...

Sue said...

Evenings are going to be HELL for a while once Bubba gives up that nap...

diane said...

hahaha wait till he becomes a teenager!!!
-meghan