I'm losing my mind.
Things have gone downhill since my day of pampering on Tuesday.
Turns out my kids don't care so much about the fact that I had my toenail and fingernails painted. They didn't even mention my cut and highlights.
I don't understand.
The last two days have been rough. I'm not sure what's been going on, but I'm pretty sure my kids are meeting in the playroom in the middle of the night to figure out how to jack with me.
I bet Stella's even organizing snacks while Aiden distributes their beloved gum.
They each must be setting alarms for the middle of the night, staggering when to stir me, immediately after I've gone back to sleep from dealing with the previous child's ailment.
They alternate melt downs over getting shoes, going to the bathroom, or eating, the true cruelties of life.
Stella fell in love with her new shoes Wednesday, then moments later screamed for 25 minutes straight while throwing the left shoe over and over again across the parking lot while I attempted to pick up Cole from school. She had a major psychotic episode...many, many times yesterday.
After I baked Aiden lemon blueberry muffins, which he has been requesting for over a week, he simply sat and cried over his muffin. He told me it smelled badly then started yelling for me to take it away. What?
(For the record, the muffin smelled like a bakery and I should have been given some adorable, yet horribly spelled, thank you card instead of yelling and tears.)
Cole, well, Cole's highlight was probably when he tossed a sit and spin at an ottoman because I asked him to come talk to me.
I'm apparently really challenging to talk to these days.
The good news though?
I no longer feel like my bangs are making me look manly.
I'm not 100% sure I'm cool enough for them, but I'm starting to think they are pretty fun. I think I can share now, though I probably should have taken my hair out of the bun. You get the idea.
I would like to say that the brief rainstorm today provided an equally brief reprieve from the torture.
And then they were back to where we started, tears.
Saturday can not come soon enough!