But now I can say I am beginning to understand what was going on in her head. Somewhere between balancing my checkbook that I haven't balanced for three months, bathing my boy-smelling boys, giving haircuts, laundry, dishes, grocery shopping, writing my articles, vacuuming, kindergarten, library story time, and trying to get myself showered before I start smelling like my boys I begin to loose it.
So today when Eric asked me to watch Power Rangers with him I quickly responded, "I can't. I need to finish getting things clean so we can go bye-bye." He said ok and let me go. When I went back downstairs to put another load in the washer Eric looked at me and simply said, "Mom, come cuddle with me." You know those moments that drive guilt deep into your heart? Yup, that was one of those. I promptly sat down, put my arms around him, and watched Power Rangers.