Poor Kid

There should be a bubble above E's head that says "This is my life. I get schlepped around all day long. Whoas me." Today is Z's first full day of preschool. When I say "full" I'm referring to an entire 2.5 hours. Hmmph, that's hardly enough time for me to get a mani and a pedi, a massage, and drink some mimosas.
Not too mention I've got that other little one to care for. But she's napping. She probably wouldn't notice if I left for a while.