It’s not a joke.
Ok, I don’t physically do it, but in my head I have a special place I go to full of Skittles and rainbow tasting, and lots and lots of chocolate.
I love my kids, all 3 of them, though admittedly the almost 18 year old is SO much easier than the 4.5 year olds. Having one 4 year old is hard, but two on the same developmental level is a challenge.
They both act out. Both assert independence. Both are clingy. Both want nothing to do with me, but simultaneously want me no farther than 2 feet away at all times.
They love the words: poop, pee, butt, and fart. I admit, it’s kinda funny sometimes, but times two gets to be a bit much.
They are loud and demanding. They want me to be a mind reader, but be able to do so 10 minutes ahead of time and anticipate their every need.
It’s hard sometimes.
Hence the naked corner rocking.
But with all that, I get to make two little kids laugh with silly voices, pretending I’m a princess that needs kissed awake by little 4 year old princes, and I get to play with little kid toys without adults judging me.
(I really want an old school Lite Brite).
I love my kids, and I can’t wait for the day I know that the bathroom door is NOT going to burst open the second I sit down to pee.