Every once in awhile, Matthew has to go out of town for work conferences. I check the locks approximately 100 times, maybe more, and when one of the locks doesn’t work like it should, I call him in a fit of tears. Because how can I not lock against ALL THE THINGS? Chesterfields are pushed against doors, both inside and outside. And then I send the call out to my neighbours via FB (Hi Lisa!)
I try to be so brave. The kids think that I have it under control, but I don’t. Not even a little bit.
Let’s keep this our little secret, ‘mkay?
Is there anything that freaks you out? Please tell me that I’m not alone (as I barricade myself in my bedroom with my three babies).