Tweens x 3
I don’t know if it’s the fact that my body is no longer running on my 80 parts water / 40 parts coffee, but I find that I’m lacking the energy to keep up with my three tween daughters.
My youngest who’s nine and halfish (the halfish is crutial to her), my middle one is ten nearly eleven and my oldest is just turned twelve and started high school.
Now, it’s Saturday and I am running on only four cups of coffee and my house is a stampede zone. The friends from last night’s sleep over are running out, the friends for the day are running in and the only thing my mind captures is that it’s more coffee to make sense of all the blurring shapes.
Not to mention keep up with the bowling, soccer and basket ball schedules of the weekend or the arts and crafts project overrunning my kitchen table or the science experiment that’s a disaster waiting to happen in my basement.
Oh, yeah my body is just twitching for caffeine…
Who’s got a bad case of withdrawal she says sarcastically as she re-reads for typos!
My youngest who’s nine and halfish (the halfish is crutial to her), my middle one is ten nearly eleven and my oldest is just turned twelve and started high school.
Now, it’s Saturday and I am running on only four cups of coffee and my house is a stampede zone. The friends from last night’s sleep over are running out, the friends for the day are running in and the only thing my mind captures is that it’s more coffee to make sense of all the blurring shapes.
Not to mention keep up with the bowling, soccer and basket ball schedules of the weekend or the arts and crafts project overrunning my kitchen table or the science experiment that’s a disaster waiting to happen in my basement.
Oh, yeah my body is just twitching for caffeine…
Who’s got a bad case of withdrawal she says sarcastically as she re-reads for typos!
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