Sometimes I wonder If I'll run out of things to write about. Like, "Sh*t!!! I've used up some good material...what on EARTH could I possibly have left to talk about?" It's just then...I remember that I have 6 kids, and the brain of a newborn blue tang fish. You know what I can write about? Thursday. Thursday, September 15th. I'll write about that sh*t. I'll start with 11:30am... Damned kids had a half day. What in all of hell is the point of a half day? My ass has to get up early enough to get them out the door, but then they're home before my coffee has a chance to even kick in. Ehhhh...regardless...they have them. Let's embrace this, Meghan. Ella comes home first... "Mom, can I raid the fridge of whatever food we have left, and then leave again for the volleyball game?" "Oh, by all means, Ella...go right ahead. I hadn't been wet dreaming about that leftover burrito bowl AT ALL. Please, please...eat it. (whispering obscenities under my breath) Oh, get your chores done first!" "What chores, Mom? You always speak of this "chore list, " but we've never seen it." (insert chore list that I vowed to make 4 years ago) "Ummmmmm...clean the hallway!" Ohhhhhhh...I'm sorry. Did I say clean the hallway? What I meant to say was..."Please strut around in my heels "pretending" to clean the hallway." All the while, popping that 12 year old hip. Stop growing up. Please and thanks. And stop wearing my heels. Did I mention you're 12? Just stop. Quinn comes home. Let me backtrack... The bus driver franticly searches for my house, as he drives down my street because I forgot to go to the bus stop to pick her up. Quinn starts homework... Homework. Is. Weird. #ElsabirthsOlaf Harper's home!!! "Harps...can you watch Penny for like 4 seconds? Momma's coffee kicked in. Perfect. Thanks. It's now 3pm, and I remember the ticket that my Husband BEGGED me to get taken care of before noon. Off to the PD we go... I turn around to tell my 4 turds to unbuckle, and...LOW AND BEHOLD... NONE off their asses decided that shoes might be a good idea. And since I'm parked next to 800 squad cars, it's probably frowned upon to leave them in the car. My 5'2" pajama'd ass, hip carried a 7 and 3 year old . Glad I practiced my kegels this morning. May as well head to the grocery store for dinner (God knows I didn't have that sh*t planned) Pull in the parking lot... Of course. Perfect. None of your asses EVER want to go to bed at night, but now...NOW seems like a good time. Thanks, Turds. And seriously...WTF sits like that...let alone sleeps like that? Also...you're grounded for unbuckling. Dad's home!!! "Babe! It says washable!!! "So do clothes, Kevin. Clothes say "washable." Do I wash them though?" So let me end this day with how it started...my favorite part... I have to have Ella to school by 7:45am. I also have to have Quinn to her bus stop at 7:45am. I haul ass to Ella's school, and then park the car at the corner with Quinn while we wait for the bus. Saw the bus...hopped out...Quinn got on bus...head home. All is well. Get home...make my coffee...answer Penny's 6,743 questions, and carry on with my day. 11:30 rolls around, and I start wondering if I have to pick up Quinn from school. "Does the bus run on half days? Of COURSE it does, you silly goose. I look for my keys anyways. WHERE in all of the land's sh*ts ARE my keys exactly? Ohhhhhhhhhh...there they are!!! Just keeping your car super chill with the AC on full blast, as it RUNS...at the end of the f*cking block...For FOUR hours!!!
Drove my kid to the bus stop, and then... Walked. My. Sorry. Ass. HOME. #dorymotherfuckers #DORY Tomorrow's a new day.
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Debbie Feil
9/16/2016 06:14:51 am
You.are.amazing!!!
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Heather
9/16/2016 06:23:18 am
Ha! It sounds like in the end you were lucky it was a half day.... or your car would have run out of gas!
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Mishaun Evans
9/16/2016 07:46:19 am
I have five children and oh. My. God. Can I relate to your shit! I have had some amazing tales to tell. And it's kept my family and friends entertained for years with my Wtf moments. I love reading about your relateable parenting experiences. It's comforting to know I am not alone in the madness of parenthood and my kids are not the exception.
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Rebecca Lynn
9/16/2016 08:19:38 am
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Rebecca Lynn
9/16/2016 08:20:32 am
F&@king LOVE You!
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Lisa Replogle Shoenfelt
9/16/2016 09:32:07 am
I absolutely LOVE you!! ❤️❤️
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Julia
9/16/2016 09:37:34 am
Meghan you are so funny!!! Keep it up you're an amazing mom and wife and one day you'll sit back and miss these days. Love reading your blog, it keeps me smiling while doing the same thing. I only have 3 kids but I'm like a revolving door getting them where they need to be at all sorts of hours through out the day. I have 2 in high school and a 6th grader and I swear they were easier when they were little. Keep your head up they are amazing.
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Mikki
9/24/2016 12:05:15 am
I consider you lucky, because if I would've left my piece of shit vehicle running for 4 hours, it would've overheated and probably blown the engine!! I get it though, kids drive us insane!!
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Amber
9/17/2017 04:42:31 am
And this is why I only have one child!!! Dory AF 🐠
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9/16/2020 11:46:07 pm
This us the best ever. I love this. My kids are now grown and I miss them so much, this gets me through those "missing them" monents. Thank you.
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