Monday, August 15, 2011


Five, or around then, is usually the time I give up. Today I even called Duke and told him that I give up. They're fighting. They're sassy. They're just being kids, but I'm done.

Duke told me to hang on a little longer (he needs to help someone move right after work).

That's it! There's a watermelon in the fridge! And when they get sticky they can run through the sprinklers! Then when they get cold they can snuggle in a towel!

Then Dad will be home.

But by the time he gets here, we won't be in such dire need anyway since I will have fallen in love with those little, sticky faces all over again.

The 5:00 desperation is always short-lived. But very real.


prettybaby said...

what precious shots. the little one looks like he's stuck! xx

Mercedes said...

Oh my! I'm so happy I'm not the only one! I totally do this too :) Call the hubby and by the time he is home, we've worked it all out. Thanks for the post!

Greg and Michelle said...

My bad time of the day is 2:00. I always find myself looking at the clock at that time just counting down the time till my hubby comes home. But you are right, most of the time when the hubby gets home everything is right again:)

Scott and Stacia said...

Oh yes...5pm is my bad time too. Dinner should be ready or started anyway, dad should be coming home soon, etc, etc, etc. There are countless times when I call "Scott you are on your way right??!!" And you are right, by the time he comes home there isn't anything to complain about, it has already passed (well usually ;)) I am so glad I am not alone with this one. Thanks :)