Good god. Isn’t there this giant subset of blogging called Mommy Blogging? It’s like what the modern mom Does. She blogs. Maybe she’s a good writer and maybe she’s a crappy writer, but she’s always a blogger. I am not really sure how she actually finds a second to go over to the computer and sit down and type with 2 hands. Maybe one hand would work. But only for like 2 minutes because there is going to be screaming, hitting, biting, farting, pooping, dropping, falling, like anything that is a verb and you can add an ing, it’s going to occur while you sit down to type.

Then if it involves the internet is broken or anything weird with the computer, forget it. Downloading the photos? HA! Ideally moms have some dogs, because dogs provide great distraction for toddlers so you could do something like change the baby diaper or what have you while the toddler throws stuff at the dogs. And hopefully the dogs are toddler friendly enough to get it that the throwing of items at their heads or the spraying of the hose on them is actually fun and that takes up a good 30 seconds of the very long day.

Oh yeah. And don’t neccessarily assume just because the toddler said they’d only spray the hose on the grass that that’s going to happen. When the back door is open. And there’s a lot of dogs.

It took me all of 2 days to just get that typed out. There is potty training. There are diapers. There are dogs EVERYWHERE and one of them ate a diaper and one of them is obsessed with the baby swinging back in forth in that little swing, that used to have some little stuffed animals hanging off of it. And let’s just say there was one epic walk with a toddler, a baby, a bunch of dogs and that last half an hour was really pushing it and thank god grandma and grandpa really, really, really like their wine.