Cabin Fever

Today's been one of those days: I sit and watch the clock thinking, when's a decent time to pour myself a stiff drink? On my own, I'm one of those people that can sit inside for days at a time, regardless of the weather, and not get stir crazy. Evidently, G is not one of those types. But you can imagine how happy they were when Daddy came home. G told him volumes about what she did, including, "I got in a lot [of] trouble today. Mommy put me in time-out three times!" Said with such pride and happiness, you'd almost think she hadn't gotten in trouble. I was this close to feeling guilty.