"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"I'd gotten 2 kids and an adult into bed by 7.30pm. As I strutted (quietly) out of the room, I started thinking about how I'd spend my night... then I turned back, looked at my wife and little girl and it hit me like a ton of bricks."
They say cleaning your house with young children is like brushing your teeth while eating Oreos. The moment I finish cleaning the living room, I hear a crash in the bedroom that tells me a stack of puzzles has just been emptied on the floor.
