Never, EVER accidentally give three small children chocolate covered espresso beans. You might think they won’t eat them. But they will. And you won’t know it until they start reverberating.

That was learned last weekend. I’m reminded of this because I could really use some chocolate covered espresso beans right about now. I am falling down tired. Just now I loaded up the kids (who I’ve already fed, bathed and pjed – at SIX O CLOCK because I’m being optimistic and hoping they’ll nod off super early and then gee, maybe I can too) and took them to my mom’s. She’s on a trip, so we fed her cat.  He was grateful.

On our way out of her neighborhood there was a very cute family having their photo taken. The little girls wore gorgeous sundresses and their hair had been curled. The younger girl, maybe age 4, was not into this project and would not smile. Her (impeccably dressed) mother stood behind the photographer and appeared to be doing an impersonation of an elephant lifting its trunk – made from her arms. It was REALLY dramatic.

Normally I would be charmed by such a scene. Amused. Think how creative and nice that mother must be.

But tonight I could only think, Oh showoff. What are you doing with all that extra ENERGY anyway? Just go home.

Nice, right?

Then I came home and forgot that I broke the kitchen sink and turned it on and water went all over me. Because when I break something, I REALLY break something.

I collapsed and sat and could not bring myself to get off my butt and go find the chocolate covered espresso beans. Lamented that there was NO reason for me to be feeling like this. Nutrition, exercise, sleep levels all excellent. I started this post and noticed wrist pain.

Then Mike called and said 5th disease in adults can show up in exhaustion and joint pain, particularly wrists.

Oh.

Seth-5yr and Caden-7yr came down with it today. You’d only know it because of the rash. Children do not lose all energy, just their parents. And that’s just so wrong. They are still hopping around with too much vitality for my current preferences.

Yo, tone it down, small rashy folk.

Mike went on for awhile about… I dunno, I forgot. I just remember the surprised reaction when I cut him off and said, “Wait. Is this just  a recreational conversation? Because i don’t have the energy for that.”

Nice. Very nice. Especially since there really aren’t many of those conversations and I just killed a perfectly good one.

The kids can take steroids for this. But I’m not exactly the steroid type. Or the doctor/prescription/anything of the sort type. Instead,  I prescribe chocolate covered espresso beans and a day in bed in my favorite gray fleecy pj pants with tiny white bunnies wearing pink scarves and pink earmuffs.

Too bad that can’t happen.

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