Nothing serious or anything. I just want the day to myself. I'm tired and I'd absolutely love to just lay around, read, watch bad daytime TV and eat crap all day.
But instead, my daughter has taken off her dress, is literally climbing up my body and my son is screaming for help as he tries to analyze the Fisher-Price music box/record player my mom pulled out of her attic.
We're going to have a great day together, but being lazy would be nice too, kwim?