Lordy me, what a day! And its still going.
Up at 6 after 4 hour sleep, make lunch for me, lunch for MonkeyBoy (Grumpy not capable?), make sure recorder, jumper, reader etc etc etc in bag, find lecture notes, note pad, pencil case, kids up before I leave, Godzilla thinks I’m interested in seeing his bum.
Get home, try to do assignment, try to do work, think about second assignment – due on same day as first, Aaaaghhhh! – too hard, try to do more work, pick up MonkeyBoy who has decided today he’s going to be a right little sh!t & not do anything asked. Pick up Godzilla who is behaving like 3yo despite not being 3 for another month. Decides I’m interested in seeing his “doodle” ???? Attempt homework & cook dinner, Grumpy decides this is the best time to remove back door for fixing.
Godzilla falls face first into a tin of paint.
Dinner had, boys in shower, turn shower off, tanties. Godzilla wants more shower, so Monkey turns cold tap on. Godzilla screams, followed immediatley by Monkely Boy when Godzilla smacks him in head. Well, der. Pour cold water over Monkey just so he really gets that its not OK. Contemplate smacking Godzilla in head to show him, too, but figure Monkey Boy deserved it.
Off now to do reading with Monkey (oh, what joy) then do reading for assignment. And possibly do some more work.
EBT (estimated bed time) – so far beyond comprehension at moment I’d rather not think about it.
Get to do it all again tomorrow… Yay?