The Helper has left for his overnight stay at Nannie’s. I still have the Baby and much cleaning to tackle, but these voices in my head won’t stop!
“Daddy, can I have some more water?”
“Daddy, can I have some bread from the toaster?” [The Helper doesn’t call it ‘toast’]
“Daddy, c’mere, I have to show you somefin’”
“Daddy…”
“Daaaaaaaaaaaaadyyyyyyyyyy…”
This usually only lasts an hour or so, but today it seems to be lingering a little longer. Every time I hear a noise I turn around expecting a three foot whirlwind, but nothing. Suffice it to say my nerves may be a little frayed.
I will now resort to the only known cure… vacuuming! The sweet sound of suction will put an end to my delirium… or so I hope!
6 comments:
I feel your pain. Sometimes I just want ear plugs.
I hear SF in my sleep...it's a curse.
I still hear a high pitched cute voice belongning to my 3' wonder...oh wait, she's in the room! LOL.
Ahhhh the sweet sound of silence is a curse, I presume. Yes.... again I'm jelly belly.
You miss him but enjoy the time. Make the most of it bud!
I hear voices too.. Oh wait, that is just my CB Radio.. Sounds like a bunch of children anyway!!
ew...I'd rather hear the voices than vacuum any day.... ;) I'd rather do anything other than vacuuming, mind you!!!!
Let the robot vaccum. Then put on the wireless headphones hooked to the CD player and crank it up LOUD!
Helps me ignore the voices.
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