We are at day #5 without the trusty husband.? The inevitable “you are never leaving me this long again” phone call happened last night.? The boy melted down after I had the audacity to tell him he could play with his cars on the floor when he insisted that he MUST play with them on a table.? The floor would simply not do.? He was so tired that instead of a straight on Hot Wheels to the forehead he half-assed tossed it on the floor.? When I put the toy away instead of up high where he couldn’t have it we escalated into full on tantrum.? He’s mad at his dad so he takes it out on me.? Kinda like when I get mad at him, I take it out on his dad.? It’s a circle of hate around here.
Other fun things we are dealing with are:
I dripped yogurt on the table and am unable to use my fully functioning problem solving plugin to clean it up so instead I will piss you off and throw the blueberry yogurt across the dining room.
I just pooped 5 minutes ago, but I will say I have to go again so I don’t have to go to bed just because I know it irritates you that much and I know you are out of wine.
It’s a fun life I lead around here right now.? Not to mention it is 50 degrees and rainy and windier than shit so I can’t really throw him outside and wave through the window.? I’m a caring mom like that.
I wandered around Target this morning not knowing why I was there.? I am pretty sure it was to buy toilet paper, but it could have been for bath tub cleaner.? I came home with candy and maybe some Borax.? I can’t remember.
I’ve eaten pizza twice in a week and the only veg I have consumed has come out of a can.? I considered feeding the child chips for dinner and myself the bottle of Bushmills, but thought better of that.? Although, chips would have been gluten free.? Not that he has a problem with that.
We’ve been out of cat food for 2 days.? They can stand to miss a meal can’t they?? Oh, sorry ASPCA.? I have some canned stuff around here somewhere.
Now if you’ll pardon me I’m rethinking that earlier Bushmills decision.