I'm not sure how you can go through parenthood with out a sense of humor. I know it's easy to get overwhelmed and frustrated, but if you aren't laughing just as much as your crying/pulling your hair out then you're doing something wrong. My kids make me laugh out loud at least 15 times a day - and don't forget I'm at work from 6:30am to 4pm. ... so that's only like a 3 hour span! These two from last night I just had to share:
1) Gina went out for ice cream (don't judge us, we're junkies) after the girls went down and I was doing some studying. You know that eerie silence? That one that clearly indicates something is amiss. Like standing in the woods and you don't hear a single bird chirping - you know you're about to be eaten by a bear or wolf or rabid beaver. Well it was too quite. So I got up and rounded the corner to the entry way and there's Genevieve sitting on the rug petting the cat. I give her the look. ... the "what do you have to say for yourself?" look and she looks up at me, completely straight faced, and says "this cat is bugging me!" Nice. This cat, the one that was on the opposite side of the house from your room is bugging you while you're in your bed trying to sleep? Well played young one. She must know I never trust a cat. Back to bed!
2) While tucking the victim of cat harassment back in, Arianna sits up and asks the famous "that sound?" question. It's nothing honey, just Daddy studying. "Why?" So I can make lots of money and send you to college someday. "Me no go to college!" We'll talk about that in the morning. ... but FYI, you are going to college.