I try not to complain.

Ha, ok that's not totally true. I complain, but don't want to be a whiner about it.

Ok, so all holy hell broke loose here this morning. The baby is sick (as usual, thanks immune problem! :/ ) and he was awake most of the night coughing, being booger covered, and needing me. I babysat for a friend last night so we didn't even go to sleep until nearly midnight to begin with. Then I was up with the baby.
That wasn't this morning , you're right. Getting to the point....

This morning with a big 2 hours of sleep under my belt ,I got up to feed the ducks.

Our middle one was five minutes into a ten minute tantrum, when the baby started to get in on the act.
I had one nearby losing his mind. I also had one wallowing into my lap while he cried and rubbed his boogery face all over me. Did I mention I was attempting to get everyone fed and ready to go to our day of basketball games?
Aye!
This went on the entire morning. It was a symphony of crankiness.
I tried to keep my cool.
They can smell fear you know.
It wasn't a compete success on their part until someone spilled water. How? Oh you'll see...
While I cleaned that up the bathroom door was simultaneously left open, by a big kid ,and the baby threw a video game into the toilet.
They broke me (mentally at least) temporarily. Ha, hate to admit. I usually I make them believe that 5 to one still is completely manageable, but today i knew they could have mounted a revolution.
I didn't let them know it though, it'd ruin my street cred.
Keep you posted on developments with their uprising.