Okay, I shouldn't generalize. But getting an agent makes me do stupid things for sure. Yesterday, my kids asked if they could stay home from camp, and in a moment of absolute insanity, I said, "Yes." It was a HUGE mistake. Spent the whole day yelling and breaking up fights, instead of polishing PIGS so it would be ready for submission. "Why, oh why?" I asked myself for eight hours. I guess I was giddy from my call with Kendra the previous day.
To make matters worse, they convinced me to let them play with flour with their play-dough. They are out on the deck. What harm can it do? I thought. Well, apparently, I need to get myself a better imagination, because they decided it would be fun to cover themselves head to toe in it. And my brain-functioning had clearly not returned when I put them in the bath to wash it out. Know what happens to flour when it gets wet? It turns into paper-mache! So after two shampoos, a swim in the pool, a shower, and another swim, their hair still felt hard and crunchy.
Ah, good thing my husband is home today to save me from myself.
P.S. If you want anything from me, now is the time to ask. Apparently, I now say "yes" to everything.