God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears and light for the way. - Anon
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
EM thinks he's going to climb the gate and go up the stairs.
Sometimes I feel trapped . . . like an animal in a cage, only my gate keepers are 9 months and 3 1/2 years old.
I'd forgotten how confining an infants schedule can be . . . oh wait what schedule, it seems to change monthly weekly daily.
He's been refusing to nap lately and the fight to get him down is wearing thin.
I think I need a play date.
This morning he head bonked me and gave me a fat lip . . . nice.
He thinks I'm a jungle gym.
Both boys have a cold and my day isn't complete if one or both of them hasn't wiped their snotty nose on me.
The whining must stop soon or I'll go insane.
I guess that includes me.
I'm done now.
Thanks for listening.
Have a lovely day. ;-p