Dear Sam and Grace,
I don’t really think I’m asking too much: if I put on a movie for you, I just want you to SIT AND WATCH THE MOVIE WITHOUT ASKING ME FOR SOMETHING EVERY FIVE MINUTES.
I have spent most of today giving you my undivided attention. In just one morning I weathered two amazingly huge (loud, violent) temper tantrums. And that was just ONE of you. I’ve built castles. I’ve cooked breakfast, and lunch, and brought countless snacks. I have not eaten any of my own food without interruption. I’ve driven up to Pasadena, over to Burbank, and back home. I’ve been food. I’ve cleaned up spills, changed diapers, fixed toys.
I’m exhausted. I’m drained. I’m unable to focus. I just want the option to sit still for a few minutes and do something–anything–other than wait on you two.
So I said yes to a DVD. And then spent another half hour being harassed with demands.