Confessions of a Slacker Mom

It's almost 3pm and I'm still not dressed.

It's almost 3pm and my son is still in pajamas (although he's napping).

I haven't really done much today.

My son spent a lot of today in front of the T.V. and ya know what? I think it's great. That means I got to spend most of my time there as well. I think that's great too.

I have dishes from two days ago still waiting to be washed.

I'm currently doing anything but the dishes.

My floor is riddled with Apple Jacks, Goldfish and a general array of any sort of smashed up crumb you could think of.

My son is currently wearing the last diaper in the house. Let's pray for no poop.

I'm out of milk, and although I went to the store last night -- I still didn't pick any up. $5 a gallon? Are you freakin' kiddin' me?!?

I haven't made my son sit in his high chair to eat anything today. Breakfast was a banana with cartoons. Everything since has been some sort of carb or cheese filled snack -- also served with cartoons.

I'm eating a pizza pocket for lunch...at 3pm.

I ate potato salad straight from the serving bowl earlier. Why dirty another dish?

The first laundry I've done in months was this morning when I washed Adrien's pee soaked pillow. (Yes, someone else does the laundry around here.)

I don't remember the last time I showered.