Mondays suck. I don’t know what it about a Monday but it just seems like they never go well.
This morning for example, we woke up to Maggie puking up a bunch of Slim Jim wrappers and we have no idea where she found them. The only thing we can think of is that she found them outside, in which case, I need to search through the yard and find the source of this problem.
Emmett is not in a good mood this morning and has been raging on and off since he woke up. Elliott on the other hand, is up and ready to go without any problems.
Lizze got up right away and took Ruby outside, only to have her come back inside the house to poop. Ruby is so tiny that she doesn’t like pooping outside when it’s this cold. Thank God her turds are super tiny as well and easy to clean up.
As for Maggie’s mess, we’re going to have to scrub the carpet this morning and I’m not looking forward to that. Fucking Monday’s…