Up since 5-something helping Alice with little Emma. She fell asleep on my right side only to wake from her own sniffling, poor petit chose. Then Jack woke, his usual crazy ‘I have to play and be loud right now’ state, now we’re down here. Me, kitchen. He, couch and cartoons. I can already hear other parents say, ‘You shouldn’t just put him in front of the TV.” I didn’t “JUST”. I deserve this quiet down here, this peace to me, my page and blog, coffee.
Alice and Emma rest. Day approaches.
Hope I’m able.
Been a shitty week.