Well today started off heavenly. The three year old jumped up with excitment ready to face a day of minding and sitting quietly. While coloring in the corner and mindlessly watching cartoons on the tube. The newborn giddy with the excitement of sitting in his bouncy chair quietly and entertaining himself without bothering mommy so she could have a quiet morning and start her day off as relaxing as possible. I was greeted with a lovely breakfast in bed of chocolate chip pancakes and bacon with a nice latte to drink. I could hear the birds chirping through the window and a nice morning breeze kissed my face good morning.
Then I woke up...
Waking to the lovely sight of seeing the three year old merrily jumping up and down on his bed with great excitement that I had awoken was indeed quite lovely. However the scissors that he had a firm grip on was not so lovely. Heart attacks first thing in the morning have a way of really ruining someones day from second one. Then I grumpily made my way downstairs because said three year old refused to listen to the many, MANY reasons as to why jumping on the bed with scissors is WRONG and could HURT him. All to find that the newborn was crying becuase of the Lord only knew what reason. And the father of said adorable baby had tried everything to calm him down and was fed up. So the baby was promptly shoved into my still half asleep arms. Breakfast was non-exsistent for me. Three year old ate his cereal in between dancing with the music on TV and coloring all over anything paper he could get his hands on. Which unfortunately included my school book. There is now a whole paragraph of words I can no longer read. Guess he figured that part of the book wasn't important and didn't need to be in there. Anywho the baby continued to scream until I finally found a position he was comfy in and fell asleep for his first nap of the day. This is how my day REALLY began.
Other than the eventful morning nothing super exciting happened. We went and ate lunch, came home where Ryan went straight to bed and I began my circus act of entertaining/teaching the three year old and keeping the baby happy all while trying to get some school work done.
The end of our lovely *cough* day has ended quite nicely so far. I took Adam to the park where he promptly found a freind who wanted to play tag but Adam didn't know what tag was or how to play it. So I ,baby in hand, taught Adam how to play tag. Running around with a 3 yr old and a (I'm guessing) 5 year old, was a LOT easier when I was younger and the before baby happened. So I am exhausted and I do believe both kids are asleep. I am thinking that some mommy time is in order before I climb into my oh so very comfy bed and sleep soundly until morning.....YEA RIGHT!!
Good night all.
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