and...and...babies! babies to take care of *nods* they need to be fed and burped and changed and bathed cause christopher likes to play in his own poop. and we're goin' to disney. and yes. i'm gonna have breakfast *heads to the kitchen and searches around for a mountain dew*
If you're not going to sleep..you at least need to relax...quit pumping yourself full of sugar and sit down on the chair in the living room...relax...watch some television.....Please chris....just do it.
willa can't do everything around here. besides, she gave birth, she's already done more than her fair share *hops down and grabs the dog dishes to fill up*
*growls and fills up the bowls quickly, barely making it out of the rampage for food as the dogs come baralling in. hops back up on the counter* they need to eat
*sighs*...I don't care if your aggitated with me. Like I'm just going to sit by and watch you run yourself into the ground...*stands up* Listen, if you want me to go, then I'll go. My momma always told me, you can't help someone if they don't want to be helped..which is fine by me. Just keep in mind, you have 3 people in this house that love you more than anything and running yourself to the ground isn't helping them. *walks toward the door*