On a normal week, I watch Patrick and Lilly three times - usually Monday, Thursday, Friday.
This week, it's been Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, today, and tomorrow.
This week also coincides with them hitting terrible twos.
I really don't want to babysit tomorrow. Really. I'm good with not seeing them for a bit. Love them, but not now.
At least I limit myself to seven sentences of complaining? Some of which aren't even sentences.