Our Christmas season was NOT off to a good start.
First I got the flu.
Then we got robbed in the wee hours of the morning.
Despite being insanely ill, I still managed to kick that burglar’s ass. Do NOT mess with my family. Especially given my history with criminals.
The girls were scared so Peter and Captain Marbles watched the thief get carted off so the girls wouldn’t worry that he had escaped.
While I calmed the girls Peter went up to check on Simon. He slept through the whole ordeal. The police officer confirmed that everything that was stolen had been returned to us. Then she was gone and since none of us could sleep after that we decided it was time to get on with our day.
Peter got Simon dressed and I made crepes for breakfast. We all ate in silence. I wasn’t even hungry but I put on a tough face for the girls so they wouldn’t worry about me too. I did regret this soon after.
Simon was, thankfully, oblivious to the turmoil. He’s a bit absent-minded.
I took a nap after breakfast. I slept most of the day but I’ve been so sick that Peter didn’t want to wake me,
I made my favorite dinner: fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches. No, they aren’t spoiled. I had a craving for lavender, too, so I put it into the peanut butter. Don’t question me.
Then I had a mommy fail moment and realized I forgot to feed Simon. So he got a bottle instead of his usual baby food for dinner.
I crashed early (again) and Peter sat with me while I slept.
Then he went down and played video games with the girls until 2am. That will be so much fun to deal with in the morning.
At least we look like we have it together on the outside.