On days like this, I look to those who've walked this path before me.
OK, I look to Al Bundy.
If I told you Rakes and Trot were SO far out of control today that at one point I actually thought about just walking them next door and telling my neighbor "Ang will be home from Bunko around 9. Call her and tell her to pick 'em up then" would you believe me?
Bottom line is this; if Pap hadn't struck out Mr. Ed to finally win the game today while I was running back and forth into the house grilling dinner, I'm pretty sure I would have put up the pup tent in the back yard, told the kids to have at it, and applied at the nearest shoe store first thing in the morning.
By the way?
I'm still accepting those full time Nanny job applications.
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