Today. Is. One. Of. THOSE. Days.
6:32 am: Greeted by 3 STARVING Children with hasty demands
7:10 am: Call husband in a panic because for the past 40 minutes I thought it was Thursday.
8:00 am: Send the now fed children who think they have WWE tryouts to the playroom.
8:04: Refill coffee cup.
8:06: WWE Rookie attacks from the side and spills said coffee cup
8:10: After cleaning up my spilled coffee, threaten the children that if they don't go watch "The Lion Guard" in the playroom I may eat them like a Lion
8:15: Sneak in a shower
8:45: Be interrupted when trying to pull myself together to be told I needed to wear my Storm Troopers shirt so we could be "matchers". (If you know me, I hate this. But I did it for the kids!)
9:30: Snap a cute Instagram pic of the "matchers" so the internet thinks I have it all together. *KIDDING*
9:40: Everyone is finally dressed and have brushed their teeth. But now they are hungry, Surprise, Surprise!
9:42: Get everyone downstairs, fight over what they all need to eat. Settled on Apples, M&Ms, Trail Mix.
9:50: Refill my coffee cup, see cookies my husband brought home from a client last night. Hide from the kids...
9:53: "What are you eating, Mom?" I've been busted. I tell them there are coffee biscuits and only people who drink coffee can have them.
9:54: One child declares "I LOVE COFFEE!"
9:56: Turn on "The Good Dinosaur" to distract them and finish my cookie in peace.
9:58: Walk around aimlessly trying to find where I set down my coffee cup.
10:05: Find coffee cup, it's cold.
10:07: The WWE is picking back up again. It's a tag team situation. 2 on 1.
10:10: Give up on my dreams of a nice cup of coffee and check my email.
10:15: Sit down to write this post because it is just too much to handle.
10:20: My mom calls, I finally refill my coffee cup and all is right with the world again.