Rob has bronchitis and an ear infection or something. And maybe Lyme disease, we'll find out later. He went to the doctor today.
One young person in our house is buried in hormones. The other three are...well...see posts below. A soupy bowl of oatmeal fell out of the laundry detergent cabinet last night as I did the 8th load of laundry for the day. Tonight's meal consisted of a soup only 2 people would eat, perogies that only 4 people could eat (one of whom would only eat the dough if it had not touched the potato filling), and a burrito of leftovers for the dairy-free kid.
And a healthy dollop of huffing, sighing, eye-rolling, impatience and annoyance because I need to work on my attitude.