Today has been one of those days where you want to run and hide under the covers, praying that God would have mercy on your soul and just end the day. But such no luck has happened yet. I have 2 children home today that have given me my 1000th gray hair this year. I know because I’ve been keeping track of them very, very closely. I mean very, very closely! I almost saved my first one and put it in my daughter Anna’s scrapbook cause I found it while I was having a fight with her in the bathroom about hair. It was a good memory.
Anyway, on to the subject at hand. This morning was filled with so many trials and errors that I don’t even know where to begin. It all started with pink eye, Mason not even realizing it was morning and remembering how to get dressed, Anna acting nice and letting me do her hair, and Matt saying, “Noooo! No, No No!”
Side note. Let me take one moment to brag about Matt. You see, I have a little genius on my hands. Yes a genius! He can pick up on things I never realized was possible. Mike and I started telling me no, no, no when he wasn’t supposed to touch something or get into something and now that’s all he says. I bet you can’t beat that!
Getting back to the my crazy morning. I new I had to prioritize what had to happen first. Mason memory loss and Anna’s weird notion of being nice to me, had to be put first. After of threating Mason’s life to get his clothes, shoes, and coat on. I let him catch a few more zzz’s. Then I turned more attention over to my adorable, wonderful daughter and did her hair. She even let me comb it. It was magical. Mike came home and dragged Mason out the door; dragged the perfect daughter out of my arms and brought them to school.
Then I had to turn my attention to the destruction brothers. Nick and Matt. I do not lie when I call them the destruction brothers. They are tornados, tearing through a room destroying everything in their path. I had to face the fact that I had to get drops in Nicks eyes for his pink eye. A situation I was not looking forward to. As a mom there are a few things you’d rather do than others. Like I would rather have a nail driven through my foot than deal doctor my kids. Oh you don’t have this? Lucky you! When they are sick it’s different. But when it has to deal with a splinter, paper cut, one time Mason put a zip tie on Anna (because she was arrested) to tight on her hands and we had to try to cut them off, you would have thought we were cutting off her hands. Trying to get drops in Nicks eyes are kind of like driving a nail through a foot. Today he was screaming at me cause he couldn’t see. Never mind that he was closing his own eyes and I wasn’t even touching his face yet. So after, ohh about 15 minutes of getting his 1 drop in each eye. I tried to relax, because that’s what the doctor’s have been trying to tell me. Matt spilled my orange juice. Okay clean that one up. Go to the kitchen, Nick goes to the bathroom. Funny thing is Matt loves the bathroom. Nick doesn’t really think about small things like flushing, or shutting doors. Matt zones in. And because I’m cleaning other things up that Matt did in the kitchen, like throwing papers on the floor. His mind zero’s in on the kitchen and then my mommy senses pick up that Matt is not in the living room. I look and yes, he’s in the bathroom, looking in the toilet at his prize washcloth in the toilet, surrounded by pee. He had fun though. Cause there was a whole bunch splashed on the floor like he took that wash cloth and flung it in a circle over his head. Fun, I know. Quick clean up. Before I knew it, the laundry was done. I got the laundry out of the dryer and when I came back I found Matt like this:
Nick had to pose real quick with him. By 10:00 a.m. I seriously was looking at my wine and wondered if it was too early to drink the rest of it right now. The rest of the morning went much of the same as the first half.
Have a good rest of the Monday everyone!
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