Thursday, March 29, 2012

Kendall and the Horrible, Terrible, No-Good, Very Bad Day


My day started out pretty good, with happy children and a yummy breakfast.  However, it quickly took a turn for the worse:

*Lily took advantage of the 53 seconds that I was away grabbing fingernail clippers for Brahm's feet and toes, and decided that Brahm was hungry for her lime playdoh.  So she fed him some.  And I returned just in time to see green drool oozing out of his mouth.  After losing it calmly responding to Lily, I dug playdoh off of the roof of his mouth.  Brahm continued to spit up all over me and the floor, which I considered, in this case anyway, to be a good thing.

* My kids went outside to play with the neighbor kids, and all I could hear was constant bickering by my two children:  "I WANT THAT SWING!"  "NO!!!  You can't have it until you DIE!"  (Yes, Lily DID say that.)  So I dealt with that...again and again and again.  

*We had fun mixing cookie dough together....until I realized that I was out of cream of tartar.  So, being the amazing chef that I am, I deftly substituted alum for it.  They look the same, surely they serve the same purpose, right?  (I looked online and decided, no, I probably shouldn't have done that.)  So we RE-tried making cookies after lunch.

*Mid-morning, I noticed a funny smell in my house.  It was a strong burning odor.  I couldn't figure out where in the world that would be coming from, until I walked over by my bread machine (making bread for lunch!) and realized it was smoking.  Thankfully, it was only a piece of dough that fell on the coils.  My bread finished baking, but didn't rise quite like it should have.  

*Brahm has traded in his 2-hour long morning naps for a short little 45-minute cat nap.  Not a BIG deal, I realize, since he's happy as a lark.  But it threw me off a bit this morning.

*I talked with a very nice lady on the phone after lunch and got a bit snotty with her.  She was only trying to help me figure stuff out.  But I got annoyed and defensive way too quickly.  Oh, and guess what we were figuring out?  Church stuff.  Yep.  "Christian of the month" award coming my way, I'm SURE. 


This was a bad morning...no bones about it.  But, in the two hours I've had since, I'm realizing that for the most part--it's pretty laughable.  I'm writing this down so that someday, when I'm older and my kids are grown, I'll remember what some mornings with 3 little ones were like.  So that my selective memory won't forget that we DID have rough mornings.  And that my kids weren't the perfect angels I'm sure they'll have turned out to be...

And tomorrow morning is only a mere 16 hours away...

5 comments:

Marc, Sarah, and Luke said...

Sorry you had a rough morning...AND, I hope Brahm didn't decide that only 45 minute morning naps were a good thing since he was able to pull that one off with me yesterday :)

The Sieberts said...

i'm suprised you remembered everything. My brain is fried if i have aday like that! lol

hootman said...

Abi feed Brianna bread when she only weeks old. I wish I would have wrote my stories down because I do have selective memories and just remember being very very tired :) hang in there they do grow older

Laura said...

I've had that kind of day. But I don't think that it compares to yours since I only have one child. By the way if you ever run out of Cream of tarter it is just a mix of 1 tsp Baking Soda and 2 tsp Baking powder.

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