Yesterday was one of those days:
- I slept in.
- Getting out of the shower, I noticed that a large brown spider had been dangling over my head the entire time I was in there.
- I tried to get a million and one things done in the span of five hours and it didn’t work out too well.
- While I was in the kitchen making juice for the kids, who were playing in the backyard, Oliver snuck out by way of the far gate and was halfway to the road by the time I got to him.
- I put him in his room for a five-minute time-out and was promptly distracted by an unexpected visit from my father. He was only here for about ten minutes, and when I went upstairs to retrieve my boy I found him half-naked and realized that he’d had an accident. It wasn’t until I sat him down on the bathroom floor that I realized he’d had not one, but two accidents.
- Gave Oliver a quick bath, gave the bathroom floor a quick wash, started yet another load of laundry and got dinner going.
- Kids took their crazy pills while I was making dinner; madness ensued.
- It wasn’t until I after I’d given Julia a bath and was watching her brush her teeth that I ran my tongue over my own teeth, felt the little angora sweaters they were wearing and realized that I’d forgotten to brush them that morning.
- Ew.
39 Comments, Comment or Ping
Take away the sleeping in part, and it sounds a lot like my life. I say we need to get away from the kids for the weekend. You in???
May 15th, 2008
Oh man – *BIG HUG*. You need a vacation and how…
May 15th, 2008
Every day is like that for me. Well, minus the father visit. *shudder*
May 15th, 2008
You are having a rough time aren’t you? Any chance of a bit of relaxing this weekend?
May 15th, 2008
Where do they get the crazy pills because I need to figure out where my kid is getting them – arrrrrrrrgh. Oh and that teeth thing – happens to me more times than allowed.
May 15th, 2008
Hope today is going better. Tell me it is.
May 15th, 2008
I’ve had far too many days like that. I empathize.
The other day, I was grumbling to my teenaged son that deoderant only works if you actually put it on your skin. He had just finished a double header and he STUNK.
Later, as I was going about my business, I realized I did not smell so fresh myself, and thinking back, I could not remember having put deoderant on that morning as I was trying to get two kids fed and dressed and out the door for ballgames.
ISometimes, it’s a wonder we don’t wander out the door in our underwear, isn’t it?
May 15th, 2008
yeah. niagara is going to be great, all of us breathing our minty fresh all over each other and all.
May 15th, 2008
Oh hell. What time is it?
May 15th, 2008
I make my kid share the crazy pills with me. Bogarting the good stuff is not tolerated in my house, damnit.
The more I read about your life with your boy, the more I wonder if it’s a good thing or a bad thing that #2 seems to be male. (I kid, sort of.)
May 15th, 2008
by ‘those days’ do you mean a kinda normal stay at home mama kinda day??????
May 15th, 2008
cashmere is better than acrylic. hang in there :)
May 15th, 2008
For some reason you not brushing your teeth reminded me that I’ve had a load of wash in the washer (that’s already been washed and wet) for THREE days. Ooop. Thanks for the reminder!
Hope tomorrow is a better day for you.
May 15th, 2008
i think you should have asked Dave to floss your teeth for you… because i know it would make for an awesome story in your blog
May 16th, 2008
i NEVER would have thought – before i had kids – that i could have been to busy and scatterbrained to brush my teeth. but, of course, it’s happened to me. more than once. ew, indeed.
May 16th, 2008
Days like that are expressly for making you appreciate the easy days.
I hope you have a fantastic weekend!
May 16th, 2008
When this happens to me, my tooth covers feel more like chenille than angora.
May 16th, 2008
Days like that send me over the edge.
May 16th, 2008
Been there. Fo’ sho’.
May 16th, 2008
Have you read the novel, “The Book of Mom” by Taylor Wilshire? Three of my mom friends said I had to read it and then I did and now I get it. The book is for me and you and any other mom with small kids or had small kids and wants some answers to life. It is about a stay-at-home mom who loses her sence of self identity and passion and how she gets it back with the help of her New-Agie /Self-Help friend, a therapist and her humor. Not only do you laugh and cry but you walk away with tools to balance motherhood inwardly and outwardly. I would love to hear your thoughts on it becuase I so enjoy your insights of motherhood.
May 16th, 2008
I kept waiting for that damned spider to show up again.
May 16th, 2008
omg…I’m so sorry, but I just laughed all the way through this post.
I apologize. But you’re damn funny, lady.
May 16th, 2008
Yep. You’re a mom.
*sigh*
May 17th, 2008
those days… Are you counting down til BFF or what?
May 17th, 2008
Slept in? Please define.
May 17th, 2008
Yep. Been there. Thing is–I don’t even care anymore.
May 17th, 2008
Awesome. Truly the sign of a life lived to its fullest.
May 17th, 2008
Sounds like a normal day around my house. ;)
Hope you’ve recovered, or at least brushed your teeth….
May 18th, 2008
Ok…I’m still on the spider. I’m afraid to take a shower at my own house now. Like maybe it migrated to Michigan.
May 18th, 2008
I tagged you on a meme if you’re interested. I really like reading your blog, it’s great!
May 18th, 2008
Sweaters on teeth? Yep, I’ve so had those days.
May 18th, 2008
oh, you rare, exotic flower! i’ve never had a day like that.
*snort*
May 18th, 2008
Just stumbled on to your blog. Funny post. SOunds like my days and I only have one child.
*sigh*
Will be further exploring your blog. I hope that is OK.
May 18th, 2008
When my littlest brother was about four, he vowed that he was going to run away from us and live in the trees at Disney with the monkeys. I’m sorry you’re having one of those days. ((HUG))
May 19th, 2008
you had me at “big brown spider”
May 19th, 2008
Oh….my teeth have worn those angora sweaters too. And my tongue had a delightful matching scarf.
May 20th, 2008
All the time I realize that although I have taken care of everyone else, I have forgotten me!
I hope today is better!
May 21st, 2008
My daughter, not my son, was the family escape artist. Oh geez. Scary when you realize they’ve slipped away.
And as for forgetting to brush my teeth–it still happens, and my kids are BIG.
May 22nd, 2008
I hear you! I used to be a fanatic about brushing my teeth – now I’m ashamed to admit that it’s not uncommon for me to realize at some point in the afternoon that I have yet to do so yet!
May 26th, 2008
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