Don't get me wrong...I love being a mother. I live for the times when Will gives me hugs and kisses, tells me he loves me, and we have a great day together. Then there are days like today. Days when my house is a mess, I haven't showered, Bill doesn't get home till late, and Will has more than one time in his "time-out chair" for doing something we've told him a hundred times not to do. This is a day when I feel like doing exactly what the cartoon shows: putting myself in time-out and letting Will have his way with the house. Obviously that would just make things worse than they are, so I must resign myself to blogging about it and getting on with my day.
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