Once upon a time I tried to leave the house.
It was going great until I realized I had three kids.
As I was nursing one, the Oldest found a pen and was artistically expressing himself upon the wall surface under the counter bar. The other was dumping out toys. I helped Oldest scrub the textured (seriously. swearword.) walls with a magic eraser (hallelujah). Then Middle potty trainer had to visit said potty. Awesome. Then Oldest needed to go too. … Read More