I need you to tell me if I’m crazy.

And you’re like “where is the “yes” box on this form, cause I’m going to check it immediately”. Fine, whatever.

Do any of you play games with yourself and the thermostat? Like, you can’t turn it on until a certain time of year, or you won’t let the temp get any higher than x degrees no matter how cold you are?

I woke up earlier this week and the house was 65 degrees. Summer was like peace. The boys were cold and my nephew kept his coat on when he came into the house that morning.

But I would be damned if I was going to turn on the heat. I mean, it’s only September; the heat doesn’t get turned on until October 1st. Everyone knows that. #science.

I threw some blankets at them and told them to sack up because once 8/8:30 am came around it would be warm and toasty in there from solar gain. And wouldn’t you know it, it was 71 by the time we left for school.

We’re in the middle of toddler insanity right now. He had three timeouts at preschool on Monday, but even his teacher said it was so unlike him. He’s so hitty and shitty right now. And omg, the questions.

“What does the fire hydrant say? What does it do? Where does it go? What’s its name”? And how exactly do you answer the question “What does blue say?” Anyone? Anyone?

Toddlers are basically a dumpster fire of emotions.