Thank You Playground Monitors
Well, it's close to over. The day is almost done.
And I didn't do any permanent damage to anyone's psyche, theirs or mine.
What helped: Using a gift card to take them out to lunch. Daddy coming to the rescue and getting them out of here about an hour and a half ago. Neighbor dropping off a bottle of wine.
It was hard. But I made it. They made it. And they are bringing pizza home with them. The house is still a total mess, and I still have to do school uniform laundry, and my desk still looks like a paper factory sneezed on it, but I have the warm wine fuzzies and no one has asked me a damn thing for an hour and a half.
Thank you, playground monitors.