I'm writing a new short story and for some reason (and I really don't know why), my playlist started playing NKOTB's "Please Don't Go Girl." Like, I'm not sure why I even had that particular song on a playlist for an erotic story but whatev.
I keep thinking about the comment someone made about how wonderful our kiddos are when they are sleeping. It's so peaceful lying here next to sleeping A with G not far off in her side-carred crib. When we got home 90 minutes ago he was wailing from hunger, overstimulation, and G pinching him in his car seat. G was tired and acting out. DH was super frustrated at G for picking on A most of the hour ride home. I was driving and trying to stay sane.