Oh HAI. It's Monday and I'm so exhausted I can barely keep my eyes open. This is either the sign of an awesome weekend (HA) or incredibly poor planning/judgement. Seeing as I have a preschooler and a toddler, the latter is the safe bet. How did it come to this? I'm so glad that you asked.
Step 1: Get new smart phone
Step 2: Decide to be Greatest! Mom! Ever! and load games for kids to play
Step 2A: Decide to load a game or two for yourself because hey, it IS your phone
Step 3: Make one of those games Words With Friends (my user name is 'momofnandn' bee-tee-dubs)
Step 4: Encourage husband to also add games so you can essentially play Scrabble while sitting next to each other on the couch nevermind that the actual Scrabble game is downstairs as that's too plebeian
Step 5: Start first Words With Friends game with husband at 9:30 on a Sunday night
Step 6: Continue play until he resigns from game at 11:30 even though he was crushing you because there was nothing you could do with three 'Gs', a 'H' and an 'E'
Step 7: Go to bed as 5:30 am comes very early. At 5:30 am
Step 8: Be startled out of sound sleep somewhere between 1 and 2 am by said preschooler saying that her tummy hurts and can she sleep with you
Step 8A: Let her on the bed and pray that she doesn't barf in your hair
Step 9: Share your space (including pillow) with her until you are on the edge of the bed leading to a fun new game: Extreme Sleeping!
Step 10: Doze on and off until 4:30 am where husband takes preschooler back to bed.
Step 10A: Immediately flop onto stomach and dream about luggage
Step 10B: Hold out a tiny hope that she actually is sick so you can take a day off and encourage her to sleep, leading by example
Step 11: Awake with a start at 5:30, no vomit in sight damn it all
Step 12: Drag self out of bed; start week off in glorious fashion featuring vats of coffee
Now if anyone needs me today, I'll be hiding under my desk taking a nap. Until a new Words With Friends game starts of course.