I am without hard core caffeination on the domestic front. FFS.
Buying flat whites is expensive. FFS.
I am down to choosing between wine and caffeine and everyone knows that's not a fair or reasonable ultimatum for a mother. FFS.
I attended the Target Toy sale VIP night on Wednesday. To be blogged, including giveaway, on Monday. The Feral Threesome chose their toys in advance, but after all of 2 hours playing with them, they all want each others toy. FFS.
Mstr3 is pulling apart the glittering pink Dora railway and hiding each piece while his sister screams the house down. FFS.
Miss3 is madly jabbing the Dinosaur Train talking dinosaur's buttons in retaliation which sends her brother into an epic tantrum. FFS.
Miss6 is vaguely interested in the Barbie sewing machine she chose, but is more intent on finding the bloody iPod I surely must've purchased for her. The one she has no clue what it does, but whined about for 2 solid weeks and then promptly forgot until yesterday. FFS.
Our one month pass to the indoor play center expired 2 days ago, right as the crappy wet and windy conditions really set in. FFS.
Now I have to entertain the Twin Tornado myself. FFS.
We are just over half-way through the first month of winter. Not entirely sure I'll make it out alive, FFS.
