Why is it that I bother to clean one room while children are in the next room making another mess?
Why is it that everytime I go out I am asked "Are THOSE ALL your kids?" I mean really do you think my idea of fun is to go to the grocery store with four screaming kids?
Why is it that when you have a baby sitter over and the kids go to bed at 8 and you show up at 10 and the house looks worse than when you left it?
Why is it that I look different in the mirror than I do in my pictures?
Why is it that when I put sun screen on me, I still get burnt in some spots?
Why is it that when you take your kids some where fun for several hours, and when you tell them its time to go they throw a fit rather than just say "thanks that was a fun day?"
Why don't I have the answers to all questions?
Why does T-Rex love playing with cords and pulling out items from all drawers, cupboards and boxes?
Why does it take an hour to clean up a mess that happened in less than five minutes?
Why don't dishwasher's load and unload themselves?
Why must every day start with "Mom"?