Today Greta cried all day. Anja cried for the whole morning, then decided she'd skip her nap. She was miraculously happy and patient with me all afternoon. Then Greta screamed all evening.
It was fun.
This is what I would've written in my journal today if I were in 1st-4th grades. For some reason, after almost every sentence in my early journaling times, I would add the phrase "it was fun." So I thought I'd add that in to today's diary entry above, just for laughs. But really, who's laughing?
I haven't cleaned my bathroom since Holy Saturday.
Time for bed.