Today was one of those days where I was contemplating my options. I began making plans to escape – where would I go…who would I bring and how long would I stay?
It was one of those days where the ring of the phone made me huff and dramatically throw my arms up while mumbling phrases like “What know?” and “How am I suppose to get anything done?”
Today I poured myself a glass of wine at 4:30 just to celebrate the Monkey’s long nap, not caring that it would eat up 5 very valuable Weight Watcher’s points. It was worth it!
Today was a long, difficult day! The Milk Monkey has been sniffling, sneezing and coughing. He’s broken out in hives and has not been a happy little guy.
When the little Monkey isn’t feeling well he’s a little ball of terror – and that’s putting it mildly.
He makes sure we all know he’s miserable and he…is…very…trying. He quickly wears my patience thin and that’s even with the extra portion from the sympathy of his situation.
He spent the day hitting his sister on the head with books, throwing toys at us and trying to steal school supplies – running with sharp pencils is always discouraged, even when not feeling well.
He wiped boogers on my clothes, pulled hair, screeched, threw food around and cried
Daddy came home early to help relieve some of the stress.
He probably wished he hadn’t.
As soon as school was finished for the day, the Princess and the Professor ran to their rooms to play out of their brother’s reach.
Bedtime was a glorious event in our house tonight!!!
The Monkey had a warm shower, was dressed in snuggly pj’s and had his favourite book read to him. We sang songs and tucked him in.
After the bedtime prayer and a few kisses, peace fell upon our house.