Not sure why, other than the fact that Hannah was up and down from 5 am until 6:30, when I finally gave up and let her stay up (and I am EXHAUSTED). Maybe PMS? Hmm. Don't know. All I know is, I think I set a record for the number of curse words running through my mind all day long. Amazing how many times the F word can enter one's mind. At least I didn't let it fly out of my mouth! That's something...
The day started EARLY, of course, and by 9 am we were at the Kelleytown Kids consignment sale. That was fun! Along with some cute fall clothes and a couple of bags of cheap toys, we got Hannah a new carseat. I think the reason she's been so resistant to getting in her seat is because the straps were too small. The girl has been growing and I didn't even realize her seat was probably getting uncomfortable! We got her a booster seat with the high back and she is SO much more comfortable and fits so much better in it. She loved it and I'm hoping for no more battles about getting in the car, now that she has a seat that's not too small. Sheesh. I can't believe I didn't notice this beforehand.
Besides the car seat, we also picked up a bike with training wheels for Andrew. We have a bike (handed down from a cousin) but its still too tall for our short little boy. This one fit him perfectly and had a matching helmet, so he is excited about it. I'm hoping he will be interested in learning how to ride, now that he has an appropriately-sized bike.
|image from Rants from Mommyland|
I told them (in a loud, firm voice) that I was tired of the whining. I was tired of being told "no" every.single.time I made any kind of request. I was tired of being ignored and having to give directions five times before they even noticed I was talking. They were sent to separate couches for a time out. No TV, no toys, just quiet time on the couch. I am proud that I didn't resort to spanking them or yelling, but I did kinda slip over the edge there and I feel guilty about it. GAH. Motherhood is HARD.
So anyway, when Chris got home I totally went upstairs and crashed for three hours. Still grumpy. Hoping tomorrow I wake up on the right side of the bed. I only have three more days before I head back to work, and I don't want to spend them all pissed off.
Pray for me, y'all...or maybe just pray for my hubby & kids!