As much as I love unstructured, "let them be bored" time, my borderline OCD kicks in and screams, "FOR GOD'S SAKE, WOMAN, PUT THEM IN FRONT OF THE T.V. AND CLEAN UP THIS HELL HOLE SO YOU CAN BREATHE AGAIN."
Yes, that happens.
6.04.2014
And I am reminded why I never keep my promise...
of keeping the kids away from the t.v. in the summertime. It's because after several hours of them being home, each room of the house starts to look like this:
As much as I love unstructured, "let them be bored" time, my borderline OCD kicks in and screams, "FOR GOD'S SAKE, WOMAN, PUT THEM IN FRONT OF THE T.V. AND CLEAN UP THIS HELL HOLE SO YOU CAN BREATHE AGAIN."
Yes, that happens.
As much as I love unstructured, "let them be bored" time, my borderline OCD kicks in and screams, "FOR GOD'S SAKE, WOMAN, PUT THEM IN FRONT OF THE T.V. AND CLEAN UP THIS HELL HOLE SO YOU CAN BREATHE AGAIN."
Yes, that happens.
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I love the TV sometimes.
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