Mommy Days

Today is a Mommy Day.

Meaning a day where my appreciation for mommies grows a TON.

Days like these I didn't expect to have for another, I don't know, 10 years?

When Chad and I have our own little ones?

Today...wow...my brain and body are running on "E" so forgive me if I make zero sense.

I woke up early today feeling pretty good.

I was able to get some things done before an easy drive to work.

And then I walked in the door.

And little man took one look at me and started to throw a tantrum.

Throwing himself on the floor, screaming, crying, the works.

So. Very. Two year old.

And then Allie walked in the door from her sleepover and the first words out of her mouth were, "Guess what?! We stayed up until 1am!!"

And she has another sleepover tonight.

And her mommy had set up for us not only to dye 2 dozen Easter eggs, but ALSO bake cupcakes.

Mini cupcakes.

In this little cupcake maker that Allie got for her birthday but never used before.

The one that only makes 7 mini cupcakes at a time.

You can do the math to see how long that could take.

So of course, little lady was tired and becoming hyper active to counteract that so as we are starting to get the egg dye out she was literally shaking and spinning around the kitchen.

Have I mentioned that it has been so long since I've dyed eggs that I had to read all the directions because I didn't remember?

As the child is spinning around the kitchen?

I also talked to my mom during this time and she had 2 pieces of not so great info for me that I was trying to process.

So as we get deep into egg dyeing, little man wakes up from his nap screaming.

Of course.

So I got him out, tried to change his diaper but they were all gone.

Ugh.

So then it was his lunch time as "Sissy" kept dyeing eggs, as well as her shirt and fingers.

So I got his lunch all made and he wasn't wanting to eat, which was strange because normally he's a big eater and wouldn't eat breakfast.

Mom called again and I was telling her how crazy things were around here.

And then I went over to Allie to help clean up the dye mess that had been made while she started violin, and then I heard the sound...

You know, THE SOUND.

The one we all dread.

Yep, sure enough, little man threw up all over himself and high chair.

Cue panic, running a bath, notifying his mom, and bathing him.

With amateur violin artist is playing in the background, for 45 minutes. Loudly. 

I checked his temp and it was 99.2. Not bad, but still not normal.

And as I am doing all of this, little lady finished up her violin.

As I was wrestling little man back into clothes (and I diaper I thankfully found!), she asks me,

"Miss Amy, can we bake the cupcakes now?! I'm bored!"

I actually kept my cool.

But I won't tell you how much caffeine I'm running on.