Don't you hate it when you plan a wonderful day, and the reality of it is anything but wonderful? It was supposed to be a day of snuggling, playing, reading, baking, watching movies, and having fun. Instead, it was a day of whining, nagging, fighting, naughty steps, too short naps, and general grumpiness.
At least I managed to salvage the last half hour of the day reading a couple of books and kissing the boys goodnight. Hopefully that is what the boys will remember when they dream tonight. Not the part where mommy is nagging them to pick up their toys for the umpteenth time, or yelling for almost stepping on Ben's head again, or breaking up another fight and sitting them on the naughty step.
I am all too happy to put this day behind me and start all over again tomorrow. Tomorrow I will try harder to be more patient, loving, kind, and fun. I will remind myself that I am the adult, and I set the tone for the day. I am in control. I am in control.
I am in control.
I am in...