Maybe this is focusing on the negative, but sometimes I feel like I need to VENT about the sh!t that happens during the day, and David doesn't always respond like I want him to and I really don't want to turn Facebook into my own personal whiny minidrama. So I've decided to make notes on my phone. Hopefully this will help me stay a little calmer as I contemplate venting (privately) about it, and maybe it will be kind of funny if I ever decide to share this blog with people.
Mali had a mega poopy diaper right before nap and screamed and wiggled the entire time I was trying to change her.
No scissors either in my office or in the kitchen (where they are supposed to be) except for the crappiest pair. We have at least 6 good pairs of scissors.
Zion over scrunched the bag I asked her to hold for me that I was going to wrap Leif's birthday present in, tearing a hole and rendering the bag useless.
Came back in the garage from looking for wrapping paper and found Bandit (a cat) eating the ribbon I'd cut for wrapping Leif's present.
Helping Zion with her paper and getting frustrated by MS Word's stupid formatting.
Zion slamming around the piano when she couldn't find her pencil and knocking down our plaster of paris (or whatever it is called) family handprints. Luckily it didn't break.
Bashed my knee really hard on a wall corner.
Zion grumpy about having to take the garbage out in the late afternoon because she was working on something on the computer.
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I stopped taking notes after David came home...I don't get so overwhelmed when I feel like I have backup.
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