Morning of Monsters

I did not have the best of mornings. Ella was up at 4:00, and then Max was up around 5:30 (even though he didn’t go to sleep until 11:00 the previous night).

Cameron slept in a little, but then still dilly-dallyed all morning, and was running late. I had to tell him five times before he did anything. And then when I finally yelled to try to kick start some urgency in his movements, he acted like I was just the meanest mom ever. Later I hate myself for yelling…been hating myself a lot lately.

Ella would not sit down to eat her cereal She continued to stand up in her high chair, clap and laugh, and sometimes crawl onto the table. But stay on her bum and eat??? Just was not happening. She quite enjoyed my almost-heart attacks everytime she’d stand up and raise her hands over her head, waving Hi!

Not surprisingly, Max gets the credit for sending me over the edge. He decided he needed to wash his hands. He sees soap and thinks it’s an automatic invitation to get clean. However, he wasn’t able to reach the faucet knobs to rinse the lather off…..so he use the TOILET WATER instead.