9:56 a.m. - 2012-11-20
Oh wait, I don't have a nanny.
My 3-year-old is done spreading crackers and peanut butter all over my kitchen and is now doing something intense involving two non-mechanical push-the-buttons-with-your-thumb games and my new tape measure. He is doing it on my coffee table.
And he is making beeping noises.
I used to want so much out of life.
Now all I want is a nap.