I have had a bad day today. The kind of day that helped me put an end to all my super sappy, Christmas lovey dovey feelings about spending time with my children and how much family time means to me. Today was about celebrating-- really rejoicing-- that tomorrow they are going back to school. I am serious. I can't even put into words how awful, awful, awful they were. There was much screaming and running about in shoes that sounded like they were made of lead. There was much tattling. There was much whining and complaining if they were asked to do anything. There was much arguing and did I say screaming?
Oh the noise! Oh the noise, noise, noise, noise!
Tonight I attempted to have a short phone conversation and the 2yo tried to pick the puppy up by his skin. Not under his little puppy legs but literally by his skin. He was yelping and carrying on so loudly that my friend on the phone started asking, "What is going on over there?" I said I had to go, because really, obviously, it is just asking too much to let the mama talk on the phone to another adult. Right? And so I hung up with her rather abruptly-- so much so that as I type this I am questioning if I even said goodbye-- and loved on the poor tortured puppy and lectured the 2yo about how if you handle a puppy too roughly you will make him mean and we won't be able to keep him because he will be mean and he will start biting people. I think most all of my rather eloquent lecture was lost on her. Most of all she just wanted to say sorry to the puppy and give him a hug. And try to pick him up again.
After dinner was over, I escaped to the grocery store. Several children asked if they could go. To which I said, "NO!" I didn't even try to say it nicely. My husband asked sweetly, as only a person who was not with these children all day could do, "Don't you want to wait until after the kids are in bed and we can go together?" To which I said, "NO!" I wanted to go alone. Blissfully alone. I wanted to find some angry song on the radio and crank it up and sing it embarrassingly loud. And I did. And I got everything I wanted at the grocery store. I even stocked up on 4 containers of eggnog coffee creamer. Because they were on sale, and because I can't bear to start my morning without that little treat just yet.
Tonight as I was going back to my room to turn in early and end this terrible, horrible, no good very bad day, I stepped in a puddle of puppy pee. With socks on. And that, my friends, was the icing on the cake of my day.
Here's hoping for a better one tomorrow!