Today was totally lame. And then it got better. Then, it ended as it began.
It's after 10:00 PM and I just got off of work. I clocked in at noon. I didn't get ten hours because I had to take a two hour break to clean this:
The Poop Debacle of 2011
Stellan apparently shares our feelings about this movie.
No surface left untouched.
Created by these:
The Flour Debacle of 2010
Because, while I'm at work, I can't keep an eye on them. (There are no pictures of what the boys looked like today because I was too disgusted/enraged to take any. Also, that's gross.)
My butt hurts. My head hurts. I'm tired and cranky. Crankier than I am tired apparently, because I'm writing this post instead of sleeping.
BUT, in the spirit of my previous post, I will try to look at my day in a different light.
I woke up this morning to the sound of my sweet babies talking to themselves (or each other?) in their rooms.
After breakfast, Rowan built me a rocket (read: put a DVD sleeve on my arm) and took me to the moon (read: his bedroom), then put me to sleep in his moon bed after reading to me and saying his first prayer.
I got to use the Bissel carpet/upholstery cleaner that my awesome bro-in-law gave us during my work break.
My couches and carpet look far better than they did this morning!
My mom came to visit (because she loves me and also I called her and cried) and Buck brought me home a treat!
That made my day sound totally awesome! You know, this whole "being positive" thing could work! :)
Over the course of 3 days, The Bot has now gained such superior control over his bladder that he can squeeze out a few drops anytime he fancies having a treat. I can't even do that! Of course, I'm not going to let him eat 300 cookies a day, so I've just been trying to inconspicuously ignore his requests, offering instead more hugs and kisses and the like. He seems to be taking it ok, but is sometimes insistent!
