married, with children...

That was Michael's comment to me last night (well, it was under his breath, but I have dog ears). I recently received my "monthly bill" and I'm super pleasant to be around (can you sense the sarcasm). Lennon was super fussy and hasn't slept much the last two nights - which is TOTALLY unusual for her. And Oliver, well he's Oliver. He STARTS to wind down at 10PM. I'm bitching, Lennon's fussing, Oliver's screaming and all I hear is this mumbles from my hubby's mouth, "that's my life, married with children". All I could think was, "that's right buddy, call yourself lucky"!