Break

Today, I have no energy. None. None. Um, none. I think I will site, "too much candy" as the culprit. I think I am having a sugar hang-over.

If those things are real.

I usually have a huge laundry list of things to do. Well, I still do. Tomorrow it will be twice as big. I do what I NEVER do with my kids, and I am letting them watch T.V. I mean, like, more than two hours of TV.

My son is obsessed with a new term thanks to a talk we had Friday. I should preface by saying poor Joe has been really busy at work, and as a result, is scarce around the house these days. That equates to no down time for me, until today when my body just stopped. In an utter brake down I said, "MOM NEEDS A BREAK YOU GUYS! PLEASE?!?! JUST GO LOOK AT BOOKS SO MOMMY CAN DO SOMETHING... ELSE... FOR A WHILE!"

Now, Joe Joe asks me twice an hour if I need a break, "Mom? You need a bweak, mom?"

He has even started asking if he can have a break, or, better, if we can take a break together.

And that is why I love my kids. I love being a mom. Children have pure uninhibited, unclouded love.