Yesterday I really needed to get some groceries, but with Charlotte having weird naps and visiting with my cousin Jill all morning, by 4pm I still hadn't left the house. I needed to make treats for young women's, but I had no eggs. When Tucker woke up about 4:30 I rounded up the kids and my purse and headed to the WalMart Marketplace down the street. I got home about 5:30 hoping Trent would be home. No such luck. I was supposed to be at a board meeting at 6 and go straight to young women's after that. And remember I was also supposed to have treats and my kids should probably get dinner at some point. So I mix up the cookies from the premade mix and start the cookies, throw the frozen skillet dinner on the stove, and sit down to nurse my still whiney daughter ( who has insisted I hold her during this entire process). I am pretty frustrated looking at the clock to see it is now 6 o'clock and there is still no sign of Trent. Now here comes Tucker.
"Mom, I need you to find Buzz."
"Tucker," I say, " I am a little busy right now, I'm nursing Charlotte, making dinner, and baking cookies right now so you're going to have to do it yourself."
"Mom, take it easy."