Its the people that want to come look at your house during naptime.
Its the finding some place to go with a baby and a dog while someone shows your house.
Some place that is both safe and not overstimultaing for both a toddler and a dog.
When I'm by myself, that means driving around aimlessly with said parties in the car sleeping/screaming and hanging his head out the window/licking my face.
But when Uch was visiting it meant semi-fun trips to let Bullet drag us all over Presque Isle.
Its the trying to keep the house clean with a sticky-fingered toddler and a wet nose dog.
Do you know the amount of glass within sticky-fingered and wet nose reach at our house!?!
Its the semi-moving out but still needing to keep your yard trimmed and beautiful after literally 4 weeks of rain.
|seriously - that's like knee high|
|who is raking that?|