Oh. You were all so nice about my last post. I have to admit that I had some moments of panic- why the hell did I post that? Was anyone going to understand my point, or would I forever be known as the weirdo who wants another wife in the house? Because I don’t. But no, you understood what I was saying. You are awesome like that.
Was Halloween fun? I know that everyone everywhere is suffering from a major sugar high (especially the “everyone’s” that are under 4 feet tall). But we’re not doing the “candy fairy” or the “switch witch” or any such thing. Our plan: let the kids eat as much as they want for today, hope for a few natural consequences, and hope they get through a large portion of it today. The rest will be dumped into one large bowl and placed on top of the fridge, and brought out especially when we have company- to help distribute the consumption. (My neighbors love me).
Also, by natural consequences, I mean a little tummy ache or chocolate overdose- enough to ward off the natural desire to want more More MORE. I don’t wish for them to be ill, just a little grossed out by the thought of more.
We have been waking every morning to ALL FIVE of us in one (queen sized) bed. I feel like our bed is a file cabinet- we are all laying there all filed into bed, trying to take up as little space as possible. This image also comes to mind. Only instead of being this little slices of frozen breast milk, we are hot and grumpy slices of people stacked together.
I’ve had actual fantasies of treating myself to a hotel room for the night. Screw you ALL, I’m going to the Hilton! Let’s not focus on what it means to have escapist fantasies, ok?
Are you guys on Facebook? It’s so fun! My neighbor Kris first sparked my interest, and I still don’t know exactly what I’m doing. Never mind that they are deleting accounts that have images of breastfeeding because they are considered OBSCENE! This should piss me off. It does piss me off.
But still, it’s fun.