Sunday, March 20, 2016
The kids are screaming. Someone is about to have a meltdown. I have no idea who.
Normally I’d do what I can to help out. But after three weeks straight of being in charge, being on call, having to have all the answers and being the one who wears it when it all goes pear-shaped, I just had to give myself a moment to sink into this comfortable chair and enjoy some cake from Jillian’s Cakery.