My poor kid can’t even eat his peanutbutter sandwich w/out being followed by the camera and me.

And yes  I missed my “wordless wednesday”  again. I have a great excuse though. My power was out. And I just so happened to be at our church when it happened I  was  doing scouts. And the room  goes completely black.  aHHH. The boys began screaming and running around, Tayt starts to cry and all I can do is yell “nobody step on Mya” she was somewhere on the floor playing.  After some total chaos  the boys calmed down and somebody finds my phone so we can use it’s little light it gives off. And we try to get out of the church to see what’s going on. Did I mention we were making bird feeders and my hands were COVERED in peanut butter?!  Yah!  So the kids parents come to get them. I drive home and realize HELLO I can’t get in my house I don’t have a key. Who carries house keys when you have a garage door opener?! Not me.  So I’m locked out with no power to raise my garage door. Husband is out of town.  So I knock on  my neighbors door and have him help me break in.  I  lay my kids in there beds (they were already sound asleep from the car ride home) and try and not freak myself out by the total silence. Remember I’m home alone and my mind is totally wandering. Not to metion my other neighbors decided to light off fireworks and totally keep freaking me out when I hear a loud BANG making me jump out of my pants! Seriously what a night?!