I am so tired I don't even feel like going into the details of the day from hell but I am forcing myself because today was a milestone...it was Little Man's first day of school! We signed him up for a once a week 2s program and today was the introductory class with Mommy. It went very well and I was so proud of him. He wasn't the worst kid in the class!! Yippee!! I was on top of the world. My son is the best kid EVER.
The shit hit the fan the second we got home. He had a complete breakdown about taking off the diaper that Daddy drew a firetruck on before he left for school. I mean he was kicking, screaming, throwing his body all over the floor, pulling on every extremity I have and it lasted at least 30 minutes. I finally got him and Baby down for a nap. Hallelujah...I have at least 2 hours of peace.
Oh wait, they BOTH decided to wake up 30 minutes later miserable as hell. FML. I now have 2 babies in their diapers having complete tantrums in the kitchen. I was contemplating taking a video because no one would ever believe how bad it was. I decided it was time for a drive. I didn't say a word to either of them...I just threw them in the car and we were off. Did it stop the incessant crying? No, but at least I didn't have to do anything but drive. I didn't say a word. Finally, Baby fell asleep.
It was a loooongggg car ride that ended in a trip to the mall with Grammie. By that time both boys were relatively mellow and happy to finally be out of the car. We paid $10 f'ing dollars to push them around in carts with steering wheels, bought some nail polish and just walked around for a while.
When we got home Little Man had another melt down about the mechanics of a tension gate. I let Daddy handle that one. We fed them dinner, had some chocolate ice cream, watched a little Toy Story 3 and went to bed. I feel like I've been hit by a truck.
Here are some moments that kept me sane today...
The shit hit the fan the second we got home. He had a complete breakdown about taking off the diaper that Daddy drew a firetruck on before he left for school. I mean he was kicking, screaming, throwing his body all over the floor, pulling on every extremity I have and it lasted at least 30 minutes. I finally got him and Baby down for a nap. Hallelujah...I have at least 2 hours of peace.
Oh wait, they BOTH decided to wake up 30 minutes later miserable as hell. FML. I now have 2 babies in their diapers having complete tantrums in the kitchen. I was contemplating taking a video because no one would ever believe how bad it was. I decided it was time for a drive. I didn't say a word to either of them...I just threw them in the car and we were off. Did it stop the incessant crying? No, but at least I didn't have to do anything but drive. I didn't say a word. Finally, Baby fell asleep.
It was a loooongggg car ride that ended in a trip to the mall with Grammie. By that time both boys were relatively mellow and happy to finally be out of the car. We paid $10 f'ing dollars to push them around in carts with steering wheels, bought some nail polish and just walked around for a while.
When we got home Little Man had another melt down about the mechanics of a tension gate. I let Daddy handle that one. We fed them dinner, had some chocolate ice cream, watched a little Toy Story 3 and went to bed. I feel like I've been hit by a truck.
Here are some moments that kept me sane today...
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| Little Man in front of his new school |
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| Loving the toys at school |
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| How cute is this?! |
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| Hey! He got more than me! |
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| I love chocolate ice cream! |
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| Baby's signature face |
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| Daddy and Baby having fun! |
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