Today I'm throbbing on Mommy days off. Those amazing days when you don't bother with guilt over all the things you should be doing.
Nap with the kiddos.
Laugh at the idea of a shower.
Count walking to the kitchen, during commercials of your favorite nighttime shows, rebroadcast on TNT, as exercise.
Turn on the Discovery channel for home school.
Eat guacamole and chips for breakfast.
Send Hubby to get your favorite drink.
Let the kids eat an entire bag of leftover Valentines suckers.
Stay in Jammie's all day.
Kidnap your Hubby to the bedroom during Deigo.
Read new blogs all day.
Leave anonymous comments on blogs that don't comment back.
Open the bag of milk chocolate chips you told the kids were ONLY for cookies. Hide from the kids. Eat them...all!
Sweetly inform hubby, that you've taken the day off and he's cooking dinner.
Order those new 3,556,000 thread count sheets Overstock keeps emailing you about.
Order a really hot swim suit, three sizes to small, you know you'll get there.
Feed kiddos cold cereal for breakfast, lunch and snacks.
Start a 700 page book.
Don't wash a single batch of laundry.
Tell the neighbor kids that today your kiddos can only play at a friends house.
Send the teenagers out for more munchies.
That's the kind of Mommy day off that starts my heart to thudding. Tell me about yours.