Sometimes I can be creative!
Between the rain and gloom, DST, Phillip working late, Emma taking marathon sick baby naps, and the two big kids slowly going berserk on each other, SOMETHING HAD TO BE DONE.
May I recommend repurposing an enormous box your husband has opted not to deal with, on the "grounds" that there might be something wrong with his Third Baby Life Crisis retail therapy purchase and he'll have to return it? Even though he purchased it three months ago and has since attached it to the living room wall?
Clean out its innards.
Garbage is our very favorite thing.
Open it up, have your children pose weirdly inside their new house.
Fashion a roof for your new house out of plastic sheeting, then furnish it with modern white seating and a tasteful white rug.
Then spend a looooooooong time decorating. A really long time. Long enough for Mommy to watch the newest episode of The Good Wife.
And then, if you come upstairs in the middle of Mommy's show and she gets REALLY AGITATED...
let's take a bubble bath!
Not you, though. You get to moon over Will Gardner with me.
Also, this is AFTER I had Jack sit in his underpants on a wooden chair in the bathtub so I could CUT HIS HAIR. Which I have never done before. I cut my brother's hair once or twice when I was in high school. But, uh, otherwise totally unqualified. But it's HARD to get to the barber with 3 kids, one of whom is constantly needing a nap or a bottle. And I HATE paying however much it is that we pay (not THAT much) when I never ever like how they cut his hair. I think this is because he has coarse-ish hair that sticks up all over no matter WHAT. And I figure if it's going to stick up no matter what, MIGHT AS WELL TRY IT MYSELF.
I think I did okay? It still sticks up a little and you can see all the lines... you know, where I sliced with my terrible scissors. But honestly, you can see that after a PROFESSIONAL haircut. So. I don't know. I did have to trim it up a little after his bath - luckily my brother-in-law had stopped by right then and gave me some pointers. (Apparently he used to cut his OWN hair? With scissors? HOW?) He showed me another way to hold my hands, because I am a moron, and I got the back a lot shorter, but... I don't know. I suppose it works for now. Not sure I'll do it again, though, simply because it took forever and Jack was patient, but probably only because I was wielding a very sharp instrument near his little pink ears.
I don't think the in crowd at preschool will be able to tell, do you?