Last night, my older sons, aka the Twinadoes, thought they were going to get a good one over on me. (Honestly, I was worried, too.) The Man was trying to make his way into town in order to take Little Dude to a scout camp... and all his flights kept getting cancelled. Why would that have me sweating bullets? Because then *I* would have to take the child.
Sorry, but I don't *do* camp. In an emergency I will do a Motel 6... but Camp? HELL NO. There is a reason that some extraordinarily smart person invented air conditioning. Know what that reason was? SO THAT I CAN SIT IN IT. The Fluffy One isn't the only A/C Princess in this house...!
Too bad for them, though - Mother Nature came through for me & held off long enough for him to catch the last flight back to this state & to get here.
Today has been nice. No small children running around my house screaming all day. Just me, my Kindle, my blog... and of course, a nice white wine :).
Camp. It's a Snarky Mom's respite.
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