Three kids. Eleven days. Me.
I tried to psych myself up before they arrived. I used positive self talk. I brainstormed activities.
I set up beds and brought toys out of their storage space. I swept the, "What was I thinking? I should've never agreed to this." sick feeling in my stomach out of the way.
I used my teacher thinker to preemptively establish some easily identifiable and understood boundaries for some wee ones that were new to the concept of yours/mine/safe/unsafe.
I referenced my Pinterest boards for meal planning.
I ate a Sassy Cakes cupcake. (Margarita flavored. Mmmm.)
I was as ready as I was going to be. And at 4:00 pm on Sunday, July 29, 2012 I picked them up.
Three kids. Eleven days. Me.
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