Sitting on the toilet seat I ponder to myself “Is this how I imagined my life to be?” I can hear Backyardigans playing. Usually I do not have cartoons on in the evening but this is an emergency for heaven sake! For the moment I am alone. In the bathroom with my one true love.... Bryers Ice Cream. You see I cannot even wait an extra hour till they are in bed. I must have it now. There is not enough to share. Why should I share anyway? Do they not get enough from me? Must they take my ice cream too!? I am shoveling it down now, for I can hear the end of the show, “Now it's time for us to have a snack” the characters sing. I have precious seconds. NO! NO! NO! Brain freeze, to big of a bite. I power through it. Nothing is going to stop me from finishing off this container. Tiny footsteps. Then the knob twists. HAHA! I am smarter I have locked the door! I savor the last bite just as Sienna says ‘Mommy I need you!!!” and Eli says “Uh mama manariming churro peeeaaassee” or something to that effect. (One day I am going to find out that he really is asking for a churro and I will feel bad for never getting him a churro) Licking the top of the lid and pondering if I can reach with my tongue into the container corner. I shout back “almost done!” So I place the container in the cabinet, make mental note (that I will probably forget) to come back to dispose of the evidence, and with mommy smile ready, open the door. Oh and to answer my own question. Wouldn’t have it any other way!