I took the Princess next door for a 4 hour play date with several friends ~ 4 moms & 9 kids all watching 3 husbands put together a new swingset for the "play house" family. You know, that one family who's house every kid seems to want to play at, all day, every day.
Every. Single. Day.
I love Trace, but she seems to run the neighborhood daycare center. Every time her blinds are open all the neighborhood kids seem to migrate there and then stay until she finally kicks them out so that she can, you know - DO stuff, like take of her own family.
As much as I want the Princess to have friends & play well with others ~ there may be upsides to having a shy child who wants to stay home & play quietly!
When we came in I noticed that Hubs had started the laundry ... and placed the piles of dirty clothes on my side of the bed ~ on my pillow. Lovely. I know he didn't do it on purpose, but still - EW. And he didn't divide the loads the way I like them ...
I turned around, left the room & walked away. Why bitch over the details when he's doing it without me begging him to? I'll save my voice for another day.
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