The baby monitor crackled and hissed to my right. Near my feet, Strawberry sang a senseless song while dancing Big Bird and a cow around a big yellow chicken. I sat back in my computer chair, sighing. Puppy was finally asleep and I could actually get some work done. Sipping a soda, I opened Microsoft Word, then immediately clicked over to facebook "just for a minute while the document loads..."
"Eh. Eh. Eh."
I glared at the baby monitor.
"Eh. Eh. WAHHHHHHHH!"
Strawberry dropped her toys on the floor and rolled her eyes. "Aw, shit, really Puppy?"
I choked on my soda and blurted, "Strawberry!" before mentally acknowledging this was all my fault. Well, my husband's a little, too. But the kids spend most of their day with me, so mostly mine.
Lesson learned: the kids are ALWAYS listening. ALWAYS.