The Day is done

Kids are asleep, wife is out cold and I am left with my thoughts. Another night of playing “whack a mole” with the kids has left me exhausted. Whack a mole is when every time you think they are all in bed, another one pops up with a need. You get that one handled and back in bed at just at that moment another one pops up with a need. Before long you are pulling your hair out and cussing under your breath.
My parents used to say “I hope you have ten kids just like yourself” What a horrible thing to say! Apparently I was the spawn of the devil to harshly command such a response! Yet somehow right at his very moment it seems fitting. I have not uttered those words to my own children but as sure as the sun rises, it will come up.
One last load of laundry and my ass is off to bed as well…. Goodnight..

Dads work is never done

Sooooo finished the laundry only to find my daughter has been hiding more food in her room. She has an issue with sneaking food in the middle of the nigh and although she gets plenty to eat during the day and we have put a plate out with items on them she can have at night so she doesnt have to feel like she is sneaking, she is still doing it anyway. Dont know what to do next. Dont want to her to feel bad about herself but also dont like her sneaking..