Started off with Sophie being up half the night. I laid her in bed beside me at 8 and she finally settled down and slept until the alarm went off at 9:30. I hate being woken up by an alarm. That means the kids are still sleeping and I could have played a little catch-up.
Izzy won't eat his breakfast, acts like a maniac all morning, acts like a maniac while the speech therapist is here, poops in his underwear, gets it all over him and the toilet, acts like a maniac for his second shower of the day, only eats a little of his lunch, then takes an hour and a half to go down for his nap.
Sophie is cranky and wants held ALL DAY LONG.
Have a meeting with the coordinator for this speech therapy. It goes fine, but takes up time for cleaning, because - FINALLY - we have another person coming to look at the house.
I clean and clean and clean - did I mention that I hurt my back this morning too? - then head over to mom's to eat lasagna that my sister made (YUM!!) and hide out while there are strangers judging my house.
Did I forget to mention that the dogs bolted too? I had to drive all over the neighborhood to retrieve them.
Tomorrow will surely be a better day.... right????
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Cindy, I so hope your day today is better.
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