For hire

Everyone gets to the point where they admit defeat, throw in the towel, wave the white flag...You know that feeling when you must hire help. I am now in the market for hiring help. I have realized I cannot get through my day without the assistance of someone important. The reason for this is before 8:30am I had been up every 2 hours with Grant, had Kara throwing a fit because she didn't like her pants, Libby ate a poopy diaper - vomited the diaper - ate the vomit and then vomited one last time and Grant had a blowout from his diaper to his ankles. Running late on a Monday morning has helped me come to realize that I need to hire a professional ass scratcher. Because folks, there are days I have no time to scratch my own.