Right now, I have two little boys running and screaming around my house like little madmen, and hot on their heels is my preschooler who is just desperately trying to keep up with them. She doesn’t yet realize that they don’t really want her tagging along, and it breaks her little heart whenever they yell at her to “Get Out!” or “Go Away!”
Our guest also happens to be my son’s loudest and wildest friend. I had no idea he was coming over until guess what? He’s already here. To say I’m not a happy Mama right now would be an enormous understatement.
It would have been nice to have been informed that we would be having an overnight guest tonight. I guess nobody in my family thought I needed to be included in this decision?