Until today I have never even contemplated getting a Twitter account because I'm certain that my life of motherhood to the third degree doesn't even warrant a daily blog posting, much less an hourly accounting to the world wide web.But, today, as I find myself unfortunately laden with three extra kids for five hours, I feel the need (and desire) to report the passing of each ten minute increment that finds me still alive. Please do not ask how many toys are on the floor (or how many aren't) or how many cakes we have pumped through Sage's easy-bake oven. A five hour babysitting stint isn't about efficiency.
We've all had to adjust a bit to our visitors. Sage asked the 9-year-old boy if he wanted to watch a Barbie Mermaid Princess movie. Eliza had to figure out how to share the limelight with another tantrum-throwing 2 year old. And Lily has got to learn to nurse a little more discreetly with a very curious 6 year old in the house.
And while it's usually against my personal code of ethics to quote Jim Carrey, I must say that if anyone could find me a "No man" seminar (to avoid unfortunate situations like this in the future), I might just open a Twitter account to thank them publicly for my sanity.
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I look forward to seeing twenty posts from you today, then. (Since I don't Twitter.)
W.O.W. good luck with that...so glad it's not me! I hope the 6-year old isn't traumatized by your nursing charade!
As for Twitter, I think it's overrated. But I agree with that girl in Brazil, 20 posts from you in one day would be awesome and funny and entertaining.
And if I had any extra sanity to share I would send it your way, but alas I do not. However, I do have and excess of INsanity I could pass on, just in case you think that might help your situation!
PS When did you chop sage's hair? Sidebar April Showers pic.
I thought I counted as your personal Twitter forum. Because I know you are mine!
Ha!! You definitely need to adopt a "No man" approach, and add a no for each kid you have. JJ, will you help me get Micah's cradle capp out? NO NO NO MAN, is what you need to say.
Why does babysitting launch you into a time warp? For me, it's like watching a football game, where 1 hour = eternity (standing at a ND football game? yuck.) Anyway, pop another muffin into the easy bake oven and keep the hilarity coming :)
At least you're not stuck in a random English village in the middle of nowhere.
Or in Rome with a missed flight, lost luggage, frozen credit card, line rivaling the one at the testing center the last night of finals, and a screaming 6-month old baby.
Count your blessings!
I sympathize in my ignorance. What's a Twitter Account? Good luck! --Your Clueless Mom
I love that you're blogging amid all the kids. The great escape! Why is it so hard to say no? I feel your pain. I tired last week to tell my friend Levi had thrown up (again!) then night before so she may not want her kids at my house, but she didn't mind. . . . so I was stuck. But, in the end, it wasn't too bad. I hope you're day turned out ok too!!
And I'm totally anti-twitter. It's so annoying!
I want to see more pictures of Sage's haircut- it looks so cute in that little rain picture!
I learned to say no, after babysitting for 13 hours straight one very long day. By saying no to someone else you are saying yes to your family. Which is sometimes necessary. Good Luck!
I think yours would be the only twitter feed I would actually consider reading.
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