I don't get it. It happens EVERY weekend and not a damn thing changes in our schedule. They still eat the same things, read the same stories and go to bed at the same times. What is it that is setting off their infant/toddler alarms clocks to wake me up at the buttcrack of dawn every Saturday and Sunday for no reason whatsoever? And why do I have to drag them out of bed by their toenails to get their asses dressed and in carseats so I can drop them off at school and be to work on time Monday through Friday?
If I promise to get them a puppy do you think they will at least stay quiet in their rooms until 7 a.m. on Saturday? I didn't promise a live one. Maybe The Bloggess can help me find a nice stuffed one. And what better way to keep a