It's only 10:00am and I can already tell that today is going to be awesome.
Sometime in the middle of the night, our cat opened one of our kitchen cabinets, pushed a container of baby formula to the ground, chewed through the plastic lid, and ate a significant portion of its contents.
Kellen used my cell phone to call everyone from A-H on my speed dial...at 6am.
Camber hasn't taken a shower since Saturday and is starting to smell. I broke the bad news at breakfast. It didn't go over well.
While reading a book to my boys before school this morning, someone kept releasing silent but deadly farts in my direction. No one would confess, so we had to stop reading until the perpetrator could take care of the problem.
It wasn't until after I pulled into the preschool parking lot that Cortlen remembered that he wasn't wearing any shoes.
On the drive home from preschool, Cortlen said that eating snacks and watching cartoons on the couch all morning would make him feel a lot better about missing a day of preschool. He is having a hard time understanding why I'm against that plan.
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Any bad mornings out there?
February 18, 2009
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It's only 7 am where I am. If your 10 am was this bad, I may have to go back to bed and avoid the day that looks like bad news coming.
PS, it's just cats. Ours have figued out how to jump at the door handle and open it so they can sit in our room and cry instead of in the hall.
Yes! Awesome!
I'm of the belief that you may as well get all the crappy stuff done in one morning instead of spreading the joy over the entire week.
Hope it gets better . . . or, maybe, worse, to ensure a smooth rest of the week.
Except they can always find new and delightful ways to torture you.
My daughter Caitie was all sleepy eyed, grabbed her juice and was goofing with her dad and pretend racing him to the table, when she slipped and poured white grape juice all down his back........and onto the floor, and she then proceeded to pout and run to the bathroom and slam the door.........this child is 15!!, but I had to mop up the mess and hubby had to change his clothes..ugh. She then proceeded to wear short shorts to school, and while in FL its nice today,I don't even think she shaved her legs@@@, who is this child!
Oh we have those quite often here :0). I love that you got all the way to preschool with just socks on him.
My youngest son decided that he wanted to take fruit snacks to school this morning.
He was too late. Apparently every package had been chewed open by a mouse. [shudder]
Yesterday, my 6 year old drank some water during breakfast and got a weird look on her face and said "I don't feel so good". So I ask her "Are you going to puke?" to which she answers "No." Guess who was cleaning puke off the kitchen floor a minute later? Within the hour (and of course staying home from private school we pay dearly for) it's obvious she's fine and is begging for lunch by 9am...
My darling (aka sneaky) daughter decided that rather than showing me her progress report YESTERDAY along with her other papers, she would wait until this morning as I was trying to get them out the door. Why you wonder? Because she she has dropped in 3 classed...from a's to a C & 2 D's. Both of our mornings seemed to decline from there....
Just go with it. ;) There's always something it seems...
Self-pitying Housewife Savant overslept by an hour. She had 15 minutes to guzzle coffee in hopes of easing one of those throbbing headaches. She endured the unspeakable horror of the Atkins dieter's morning constitutional.
She had three beds to make, two breakfasts, and one wienie dog who needed tending.
There was more coffee. And Savant had MEAT for breakfast.
She had to wash her hair, PLUS take kids to school, without the help of energetic Mr. Savant who does it all four days a week. Wednesday is the ONLY day that’s in Savant’s nearly-capable hands.
Savant had a bit of a problem with the report that a certain Lunch Lady has been hosting Hissy Fits over a $7 account deficit. Housewife offered the option of a) money, or b) Lunch Lady Throw Down. (The kid took the check. It was the sweats and morning hair that worried her.)
Self-Pitying Savant's got nothing on you. She just laughed and laughed about your morning. Thanks for sharing!
I think kids have it engrained in their heads that socks are just like shoes!
I started to let my 4yr. old wear his slipper to take his older sister to and from gym...we never even get out of the car, so why not. Well, it's backfired on me..
EVERYTIME we go to leave the house he wants to wear his slippers!
Unfortunately I think half of the pain I suffer from my children is my own doing! LOL
I have those mornings more often than not!
I realized I was getting a UTI yesterday, despite atking cranberry pills every night. So I did the responsible thing, and made a doctors appointment yesterday. This morning, I wake up and the symptoms are gone, but I still have to go and pay the 15$ co-pay, AND she gave me a "just in case" prescription, and is having me schedule an ultrasound on my kidneys. Then she told me I have a cyst on my head, as well. Where as the cyst isn't one that can cause problems? Still, it's a cyst.
I stopped at McDonalds to pick up lunch before heading to work, 4 1/2 hours late, and order a grilled chicken sandwhich. It definitally came out crispy, and the fries were inedible (not that I need them anyways....) and I get to work, just to find out there's only 1 other person here.
Not a terrible, terrible morning, but a complete waste of money.
I hope your day gets better! =(
Well, my daughter go ahold of a bag that had a poopy diaper in it...that someone forgot to take outside...grrr.
She managed to get it open and dump the poop on the floor.
I know. ewwww.
And, we have gone many, many places with the whole family, only to realize when we got there that someone was not wearing shoes.
Sounds like it's time to go back to bed.
I would just like to thank all of you ladies for making me realize that my day is not so bad after all...LMAO!!!!!
My 18 month old pooped in the tub. Need I say more??
Hell yeah - here's my offering
http://arewenearlythereyetmummy.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-another-morning.html
Well check out my last post for the answer to that one.
http://cranetrane.blogspot.com/
Just had to deal with a 3 yr old about fashion (rejects snowman shirt because "it's not winter, it's February"; rejects red pants because red is "not her favorite" but selects red dress instead; rejects black shoes with heart symbol because "it's not Valentines" but chooses red sparkly shoes)
Oddest moment - hearing my six year old, while sitting on the toilet, reading the cover of Southern Living aloud to his dad (in the shower)...
Oddly enough, my morning and day so far have gone pretty smoothly.
I should probably just a call it a day and hit the sack before the sh*t hits the fan!
we actually had the first good morning in about a week... sorry things are going rough for you today!!!
Life just keeps trying to tests us doesn't it? I think that I may take off next week. They are smart enough to figure it all out, right? Thats what they keep telling me anyway!
Hope the rest of your day was/is better!
Yes! It started at 4:30 when my 8 year old son started throwing up in the bathroom (thank goodness he made it!). Since then, my 12 year old vomited on her math teacher's desk, my 3 year old had diarrea in his pants.....yeah. It's been a day!
Yes, it was one of those mornings here too. As I was giving son #3 a bath trying not to be late the other 2 came racing in the bathroom. Never a good sign I know! They proceeded to tell me that something awful had crashed down in the kitchen and it sounded like glass. Can I just pause and say, ugh.
After I finally got down there I found out that it was our custom ordered flush mount light fixture and it was in a million pieces all over the floor. Thank God no one was in there at the time and got hurt because it could have been really bad! I am still finding little shards of glass everywhere!
Got to love those mornings!!!
My bad morning was my fault. Yesterday I had to pick something up from downtown, about a mile away. Instead of bundling 3-yr-old and 1-yr-old up snuggly in the stroller with blankets and plastic weather cover, I pop 1-yr-old into the baby wrap carrier and let 3-yr-old walk. We all have coats on because it's snowing. By the time I get to where I'm going, we're all freezing and my legs and shoulder are aching. Then what I came for isn't even there so we head home empty-handed. The snow gets worse - colder and wetter and more piercing. 3-yr-old is shivering and saying how cold it is, 1-yr-old is finally tucking his arms into my coat because it's warmer in there (he hates having his arms restrained), and I have to carry 3-yr-old off and on in an attempt to keep her warm. By the time we get home we're all soaked and freezing and I can barely walk or move my arms. All this, just so I wouldn't have to take the stroller up and down the apartment stairs. It was a miserable morning, and I now dread ever having to leave my apartment again!
We once went to a family reunion WAY up in the middle of nowhere, camping in tents, and when we got there we realized that one of our boys had nothing but ONE flip-flop. It snowed. Yes. Mother of the year for me!
Sorry, you lost me at reading a story before school. I can barely get mine to finish breakfast and put clothes on.
But then again, maybe I'm focusing too much on the getting shoes on and could be spending time on the literacy.
Horrible day over here. Actually 2 horrible days. I'm not sure whose being the biggest hassle the dog i'm trying to house train (she's doing wonderfully, she's 1 and has always been outside) or Kaden.
My sister has 8 kids and she is a believer that if they don't leave with 2 shoes on its their own fault and they can deal with the embarrasment and shame. I on the other hand would be the one feeling the embarasment!!
Does waking up to a puppy with "gooey eyes," a little girl with a hacky cough and runny nose, a little boy with a nasty sinus problem, a grandma (whom we live with) with the flu, and me, who has exactly 55 minutes to get to work on time, count for a bad morning? Lol! It's over thank goodness! Well, at least for today! :)
P.S. I used to leave an old extra pair of shoes and a jacket in the car sometimes. I swear they used to leave them home on purpose. You should see their faces when they proclaim, "Oops! I forgot my shoes!" And the evil mother dangles a pair right before their very eyes! It's a goooood feeling!
LOL I hear you on the cat and the formula situation!!
time to go back to bed and wait for tomorrow!
Your cat ate your formula? Spoiled brat. And at night? What, does he (she) have an eating disorder? Non-purging bulimic perhaps? Holy crap, you have a cat with an eating disorder. That had got to take some of the pressure over the farts and no showering and no shoes things. Not? Oh heck, then you need a margarita. be a dear and make me one too, would you?
Okay...so I'm sorry you're having a bad day...but can I tell you that I'm um...well...LOVING the laugh! I needed it! Thanks.
I forgot my water, my badge, and my lunch...the lack of lunch meant I had to eat gross elementary school cafeteria food. Ew.
The cat ate the formula?! Does the cat not realize that stuff is made out of pure GOLD? It costs more than cavier!!!
And yes. Worse morning here. Boy Terror crapped his pants in the hallway, because his sister had locked herself in the bathroom.
We had a knifing and blood before noon but hey I got a 45 minute work out and shower before noon too!
Cami (that's my mom) is not lying. She really did keep extra shoes in the car. I don't recall ever having to use them though.
I could be wrong. :)
LOL!!!! Hope your day ended up getting somewhat better!
I'm reading through your blog and I know these are older posts haha. As far as Camber being offended when you tell her she smells- they never get over that. Mia is 11, and she has a pair of shoes that make her feet reek. Last night (after she took them off in my car and smelled up the entire car for a 20 minute ride home) I put powder in them while she was showering. This morning, I got the silent treatment because "WHY WOULD YOU PUT THAT STUFF IN MY SHOES???" I'm the meanest mom ever when I tell her her feet/breath/hair smell bad. Sigh.
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