What REALLY Happened Yesterday

 

 

 I could tell you that we came home and had a nice homemade dinner followed by good old fashioned lemon sticks and after the children were bathed and in bed, we were able to get more work done on the house plans. 

 

 

Yes, I think that is what I will do. I will tell you those nice things instead. All of them are technically true.  I won’t tell you that I stole those pictures from Tab’s Facebook page because I was too lazy to take any.

 

I won’t tell you that by “homeschool” I mean one worksheet I printed from the internet or that “piano lessons” is just me and two kids still in what’s left of their pajamas after they’ve discarded their pants, sitting in the living room in front of Eddie’s old keyboard making our way through an instruction book I bought off of Amazon. Nevermind that I don’t know how to play the piano myself.

 

I won’t tell you that I made my poor friend drive over an hour from out of state just to find out the berry picking fields were closed.

 

I won’t tell you about the poop explosion that she had to deal with or about how my son hit and bit me when we left the playground. 

 

I won’t tell you that when we came home I let my kids watch tv for almost three hours until Eddie came home or that our family dinner was really just microwaved chicken nuggets, applesauce, and freezer pops.

 

I won’t tell you that I fell asleep on the sofa at 9:30 in the middle of watching Design Star while my poor husband stayed up for hours reading over stormwater ordinances. 

 

I won’t admit to not showering yesterday. 

 

I have an image to uphold, after all. ; )