5 Minutes.

5 MINUTES IN MY HEAD

How the hell is it already 3:30?!

Scratch that, why isn't it 9:30?

I'm so tired.

But my to-do list isn't getting any shorter.

Crap. Did I put the laundry in the dryer?

When did I even put it in the wash?

UUUGGGHHH. I better just wash it again.

What's for dinner?

How is it that I'm the one who makes the menus, and does 

the shopping, and yet I can never remember what's for dinner?

I need a hair cut.

And to take this now hideous nail polish off.

Maybe after the kids go to bed.

HHHHAAAAAAAA! Doubt it.

How can kids this little, make a mess this big?

Dumb question, Katie.

There's 3 of them.

You know who really needs a haircut? JP.

I'm not really feeling his Justin-Bieber-circa-2010 look.

And he probably needs his diaper changed.

I'm so over diapers.

What's on Eva's face?

Sparkly lip gloss. Great.

I wonder where else I'm going to find that.

Better find it before Dad does.

Did Jason ever figure out what to grill this weekend?

I couldn't use a night off of dinner duty.

What's for dinner tonight again?

Where's Cameron?

Shit! The laundry!