Isn't it funny how one day, you can be elated as a parent, everything just seems to click and flow smoothly. You receive compliments on how well behaved they are. Then, the next day, you're up to your ears in messes, and the only child not crying is the one you're holding, and your "i've been potty trained for 6 months" daughter pees all over your white rug and laughs about it.
Isn't it funny how all morning you plan on cleaning the house during naptime, but then naptime comes and all you can think about doing is sitting on the couch and doing nothing at all. I'd like to invent a self cleaning house. I'd make millions.
Isn't it funny how you can be all in love with Target one minute, and then all mad at it because you went over your grocery budget and had to put things back, and they have those stupid toys in the check out lanes that encourage tantrums?
The grass is always greener, the sky bluer, and the food tastes better somewhere else. At least today!