It's happening on a daily basis lately (no comment needed from the hubs here...). I walk into a room and totally forget why I went in there. Then I walk back to where I started....still no clue. Oh well. I'll figure it sometime today, I hope. It can't have been too important, right? Old age? (30 something is old, right? At least I thought so when I was 15! :) Lack of sleep? 4 kids? Too busy? All of the above? Yes, I'm a bit busier than most, but I can't think of something I'd cut out. Except for cleaning the house. And laundry (as I look at the 8 loads that have taken over my couch today.) Oh, and the dishes and cooking. And my weekly trip to Wal-Mart (not many choices here in this small town.) Gosh, what's left? :) Oh yes, the kids. I'll keep them....most days anyway.
And while it's on my mind....at what point did my just-turned-3 year old learn how to use the DVD player and remote??? I'm just askin'. I certainly didn't show him. Hmmm, does he have 2 older sisters? Who like Tinkerbell? Cuz that's what he wanted to watch today while I sit here and fold 8 loads of laundry. (Did I mention that already?) I was trying to convince him that Chuggington (trains) or Thomas would be better, but no...Tinkerbell. That's what he requested.
(See? I am losing my mind. This post probably doesn't make any sense to anyone but me. But thank for reading it anyway.)
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