Or, ‘why the universe goes out of its way to make things difficult’.
I have babies that run on a schedule. In many ways this is great, many parents would kill for babies that seem able to tell the time. My youngest, 3 months old, sleeps in the morning, almost constantly, which means the morning is a great time for me to get things done. Oh wait, there’s that other daughter, the 4-year-old.
My girls, the main reason I never get anything done around here!
No worries, I’ve got a Mother-in-Law who loves taking the kids! Ah… she’s only available in the afternoons… when baby number 2 is fussy as all get out and feeds almost constantly. No good for getting things done.
Schedules are all well and good, but only when they sync up!
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I’m fairly certain my kids have drawn up a schedule and hidden it somewhere I won’t find it – so that they can ensure at least 1, 2 or all 3 of them are trashing, whining, fighting, hungry, demanding something, anything – during all waking hours.
Amen!