The kids have been up for one hour and 48 minutes and I'm already questioning whether we're going to make it through the weekend. Here in southern PA, we're right smack dab in the middle of Jonas's wrath. It's been coming down hard since last evening with no sign of stopping.
You know you're a parent of young kids when your first thought when you hear about a snow storm is, "oh crap, I'm going to be stuck inside with those jerks for several days."
I've already made pancakes from scratch and had to explain the difference between "blizzard" and "lizard" at least twelve times. We're on our third episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. Oh, and GB is being super clingy today, so I'm literally doing everything with one arm.
Like I even had to pee with him sitting on my lap.
I'll let you know of our progress. How are you faring?