Mommy Loses her Mind.

So yesterday I was sorting thru some songs for the 80's playlist that I'll be burning for the CC gathering. And P.S.: I don't want to toot my own horn, but I'm pretty pleased with the collection I've put together. You guys are going to FREAK out when you hear some of the moldy oldies I've dug up.

But I digress. So I'm trying to get that done, and the babies start whining. They've been fed, changed, etc...nothing's WRONG...they just want me to STAND there are look at them. I get up from the desk and begin dancing to "Private Idaho" by the B52's - "You're livin' in your own Private Idaho/underground like a wild potato" and I'm standing in front of their swings just going off - I'm doing the swim, the monkey, I'm jumping around the living room like a pogo stick. And I catch them looking at each other like "OMG We've finally done it. We've pushed mommy over the edge".

If that mental image doesn't make you laugh, there's something wrong with you.