Embattled Return (Lost and Found #6) - J.M. Madden Page 0,1

for bed early. On the other hand I’m worried that they have a new game. I’m sorry, babe. I really am. Don’t let them shoot you with the shower hose. I told them no but then they were giggling like crazy and it was so damn cute. I hope I wasn’t this bad when I was a kid. Maybe that’s why my mother gave me up. *insert cynical laughter*

So, I wrangled the little monsters out of the shower but I might have swung Caden too hard. He yakked in the shower. Or maybe he was laughing too hard. I left it running with cold water in the hopes that it will magically go down the drain with no assistance… I’ll check before I head to bed. Happy Meals, the meal that keeps on giving.

By the time we all three got dressed (just FYI, I have the biggest peepee ever!, according to both boys!) it’s heading toward 6. Because they yakked I didn’t think they’d be hungry, but we sat on the couch and watched Paw Patrol for a while. It’s pretty cute, by the way. I don’t mind them rotting their brains on that. Within about half an hour they were demanding food again, so we headed into the kitchen. Thank you for getting the family sized box of Honey Nut Cheerios. By the time we’d all three eaten a bowl of cereal and I had cleaned up what they’d spilled, and Carmella cleaned up the ones from the floor, we’re down to about a quarter of a box. Her farts now smell awesome though!

Babe, I have to apologize. You are an absolute Wonder Woman. I thought I did a lot around the house, but I have to tell you, after wrangling these cats for just 4 hours, I’m whipped. Your parents helped out a lot and now that it’s just me, I really notice the lack of you guys. And I understand why you do all the little prep work things you do. It does make it easier when you have everything ready. I still have to do a load of happy meal laundry, get them to bed AND clean the truck! Now, as I’m typing this on my iPad, they’re watching dirt bike crashes on YouTube and I’ve actually had a chance to take a breath. They’re giggling their asses off and I hope they just fall asleep here on the couch with me. I’ll roll them to bed when I get the chance.

Please have fun and enjoy yourself, but know that we miss you. (My big peepee misses you too!) come home soon! Please!

Night babe.

John

P.S. Don’t bitch at me about the water bill next month.

Dear John,

Ok, I might have giggled when I wrote that. Remember that oId sitcom? I can hear the song in my head.

Maybe I should cut back. I might have drunk just a smidge too much wine int he airport. The woman next to me started to sing too, though! Hey, that was fun! lol

I hate to tell you this babe, but I’m not going anywhere. Or coming anywhere. *damn* The world has ground to a halt in Toronto. The board says my plane is on the ground, but no one is getting permission to leave right now. There’s this funky, icy spring snowstorm leaving a layer of ice on everything. The Torontians, Torontites? um, Delta people say this happens every once in a while and that I need to chill. Or warm up with a drink. So that’s what I’ve been doing. Killing time and drinking. They have really good complimentary wine in the lounge.

As much as I want to see the boys, I think you’re gonna be on the daddy hook for just a while longer. Yeah, the day care is an estrogen-laden man trap, and they have enough hits on their lures to keep things interesting. You wouldn’t believe how many babies there are from hookups. The gossip! My gosh… I hope I’m never that interesting! I’m sure they saw you as sex on wheels, just like I do. Even your brilliant, shining, people-pleaser personality could be seen as a challenge. Sorry, babe. Flynn manages to wade through it so you should be able two too! To too.

Mickey D’s is a definitely no-no! You’ll get no sympathy from me about your truck. I told you not to take them there. Yes, they beg for it and yes, I know how damn cute they are. I gave birth to the little despots