Wednesday.

It’s been a stressful few days. That might be the biggest understatement I’ve made on this blog.
So last night, I went out with two old friends, just us girls. It was much-needed. That’s the second biggest understatement I’ve made on this blog.
Anyway, I left ONE and TWO with Husband. I was gone for approximately one hour before the following took place:

1. The baby started screaming and continued to scream uncontrollably.
2. The three-year-old locked himself in my parent’s bedroom. And pooped. Twice.
3. My husband called his mother to come over and help him.
When I learned of this, my reply was that it sounded like any other Tuesday evening. Well, except that he had the luxury of calling his mother for help. 

Wimp.

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