Back to School (or not) September 8, 2010....

Wow...was thinking this morning I should just start a daily blog...maybe someday they will be funny. 2 AM...two little girls beside my bed crying big huge crocodile tears. One has a canker sore...one has tummy ache and 102 temp. Rub ointment on Bryleigh's canker sore...now she's freaking out with her tongue hanging out because she doesn't like it NUMB..."Need a drink, Need a drink!!!" Meantime I'm scouring my cupboards for Tylenol, Motrin, Ibuprofen...ANYTHING...low and behold, we are OUT. NOTHING. NADA. ZIP. Nothing is open this time of night, except maybe Wal-Mart...and pretty sure I'm not awake enough to make that drive. All the while...two little girls crying, crying, crying. To make matters worse...my dog is following me around while I frantically search for Tylenol (and Valium for me) with her tail wagging tossing her ball in front of me repeatedly...actually tripped over it once. "NOT NOW MOLLY!!!" As I contemplate screaming at the top of my lungs, I consider the fact that maybe, someday, this MIGHT be comical...