The phone has not stopped ringing today, I am behind in my emails, my house is a mess, and I never realized the importance of nap time until I became a stay at home mom.  Good lord, I’m about to lose my mind!  Lily and Arden are running back and forth between their rooms, giggling, alternately crying, finding “bugs” that need to be taken care of by mommy (the last bug was a lintball), going pee every 5 seconds (after Arden has already had two temper tantrums when I ASKED her to go to the bathroom), screaming for me to “wipe” them, needing water, falling out of bed, and wanting their covers rearranged. Who needs the gym when I am going up those infernal stairs every 30 seconds?  The last time I was up there, my head swivelled around on my neck like a rabid owl and I felt steam coming out of my ears. I was so supremely annoyed and tired that I went to threaten them with *something* and nothing came out of my mouth!  Finally the words came, and I screamed, “Neither of you will get to help me wash my car this afternoon!!!!”  Oooh, good one, Mom-o!!! They were just DYING to help you wash the car - you really know how to push their buttons!

Apparently the scary neck-swivelling was enough to shut them up, because I haven’t heard a peep in the last two minutes. I don’t think I am going to survive this gig unless they stay in their rooms a minimum of an hour a day.