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’”
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!