Do you ever feel like everything that could go wrong does go wrong especially all at the same time? Here was my evening.
I left work late and did not get home until almost six. Jonah cried the whole way home and if I told Noah once to keep his hands on his own side I told him a BIZILLION times! I did not get anything out for dinner before work this morning, so I had to defrost some hamburger and I thought I would unload the dishwasher at the same time. I grabbed a glass and it slipped out of my hand and fell on to the floor and of course broke in several pieces. I swept it up and went to throw it away and the trash can was full…(whats new, right?) The lid fell on the floor and so did some of the trash.
Noah will not stop coughing and Jonah is continuously spitting up because he has a cough as well. I had to send Noah to timeout because he keeps shouting, “That’s MINE!” And I had finally heard enough! I am trying to eat my gourmet hamburger helper but Jonah needs me to hold him with both arms because he is tired now and wants to go to sleep.
At this point I am thinking, where is that last donut? And no, I am not talking about the healthy pumpkin one. We stopped by Krispy Kreme the other day and there was one left, which I ate successfully without Marc seeing me because I was hiding in the laundry room putting clothes in the drying with one hand while holding the donut with the other. (I am not kidding!)
Jonah is now asleep and I gave Noah some more cough medicine and I can finally see the light at the beginning of the bedtime tunnel! As I was putting the dishes in the dishwasher a silly song that I really like came to mind. It made me feel better, so here you go.