Paizlee thought it would be fun to use the broom as a tightrope. I am sure that you can imagine how well this ended. She wedged the dang thing between her bed and her dresser and then proceeded to balance her 35-pound self on top. The broom snapped in half. I know, we are all shocked. I then made her pay me all of her allowance money to the tune of $2.35 to pay for a new broom. Yes, I am the worst mother on the whole planet. And yes, I know every mother on the planet by which I can compare myself.
The morning then spun into something that looked a little like this: 1 Hello Kitty band aid, 3 pieces of grape jelly toast face down on the kitchen floor, 1 missing library book, 1 missing left shoe and 2 broken plates.
Then I dropped everyone off at school and went to a meeting at work. With adults! Who don't need me to pour them a glass of milk or cheat at Eye Spy.
And then I spent $110.00 on soccer balls and shin guards. Don't be jealous. And it's only Tuesday, people.