Bah Humbug

I know, I know. That’s a Christmas saying but I can do whatever I want. I’m old.

It’s just been that kind of day though. A kind of day where you want to stay in bed and ignore the world around you.

Like I can really ignore what goes on in my house. Yeah right.

Today, some of you were being served breakfast in bed. Me? I was making frozen waffles at 7am for the younger crowd. The older crowd either was still in bed or not even home.

Some of you received gifts of flowers or jewelry. Me? I got two bottles of draino and soap scum remover that I purchased myself. Yep, spent the day cleaning.

Some of you went out for a nice meal. Me? Leftovers.

Some of you had great pictures taken with your kids. Me? I tried to hide from them.

You see, we’ve had quite the day with the five and under crowd. A day of sassiness, defiance, and blatant ignoring of requests. A day where the brand new markers were taken apart to see what was inside, where the bathroom was flooded and trashed when little hands tried to clean washable marker off their bodies.

Happy Mother's Day to me.

Katie and Alex to the rescue. Alex cleaned bathrooms with me while Katie fed the little ones and kept them entertained. Tag….Katie headed off to do homework while Alex watched the girls outside.

The day has calmed down, thank heavens. But I can’t shake my bah humbug feeling.

Golly gee, I hope next year is better.