When Daddy’s Away, the Kiddies….

…drive mommy to drink.

OK so before you go call CPS, I’m not really drinking.  I’m diabetic, remember?  That would SO not be good for my blood sugar.  But I am drinking a lot more Diet Mt. Dew…my drink of choice these days.

First night daddy was gone, my daughter decides it is a GENIUS idea to stick her spoon down her throat in an effort to make her “thing swing back and forth”…you know the uvula…or as I like to call it, the hangy do thing.  Well you can guess what happen…she puked all over the table.  I don’t handle puke well.  Especially when I am eating left over Chinese.  Left over Chinese and puked up hotdogs….blech.

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That same night my son decides to see how far he can stretch certain body parts.  Let’s just say…pretty far.  I am so horrified that I had to experience that show.  What is it with guys and their penis?  Seriously?  Constantly touching it to make sure it’s still there…annoying.

Night two…if I didn’t bring out the alcohol that night…oh man what a night.  Luckily all body parts stayed under wraps and no one puked, but boy were they WILD.  I didn’t think I would ever get them to calm down and go to sleep.  The words “suck it up and go to sleep” may or may not have been said.  But thankfully they went to sleep and stayed asleep…until Bella came in my room to tell me a joke at 4am.

Thank goodness daddy is coming home tomorrow.  Even though Night three went really well…I’m ready to have another adult in the house with me.  I don’t like to be out numbered!