Thursday, April 16, 2009
It isn't even noon, and I'm eating this. We'll call it lunch. Right? Right.
Why, you ask? Because today officially sucks. I thought yesterday was rough. Was I ever mistaken! I feel like pouting. and stomping.
Camden isn't pleased with today, either. I'm about 99% sure the little guy is working on a tooth... especially given the drool that is, quite literally, pouring from his mouth today.
While I was drying my hair, Camden waited in his bouncy seat. It was all I could do to keep him from screaming... but we made it through alive. Finishing up the last bit of drying, and I hear a freaky-loud crash...
Please note, Tyson, pictured above, is not the guilty party. She is hiding under the bed. If she knows what is good for her, she'll stay there. For a long, long time.
While I was cleaning, I spilled the cat water all over the place...
...and had to refrain from swearing. like a sailor. Boy, was I ever gettin' riled up. Camden too... he was still strapped in to his bouncy and screaming. Mother of the year award, right here!!
But, there is a reprieve. A light at the end of every tunnel. There is... nap time. Bless the wee ones and their need for naps.
So, for now at least, all is quiet on the Weedon front.
...and you know what? Looking at this photo, I spy, with my little eye, TWO kitties. Which means Miss O, who should be hiding, is not. Oh, how quickly she forgets.
Mommy has not forgotten, little kitty.