I am pleased to report that about 90% of yesterday was awesome. The kids were happy and we managed to go to Spotlight, the cake supply shop, Aunty S's to feed her animals and do the grocery shopping all before lunch time. Their fussing was minimal and their cooperation was high...I was pleased as punch! Today however, it would appear the Universe has different plans for me...today shall henceforth be referred to as "Let's test Kate's patience" day...
It is 7am and so far there have been three noteworthy incidents. First up, Elliott screamed the house down when Mat dared to bring him into our bed for a cuddle. No matter how hard I tried to distract him, he wasn't having a bar of it. My thoughts were "Fine, bugger off then you ungrateful child" but what came out of my mouth was "OK Mr, if you don't want a cuddle, that's fine, off you go" said with a smile on my face.
Incident two was my beautiful daughter coming into bed for a cuddle with Hubby and I this morning. Talk about special! She was delightful, full of smiles, hugs and kisses. Then, out of nowhere, she rolled towards Mat and declared "I love Daddy the best!"...insert my breaking heart here.
Finally was incident three...Elliott's epic wobbly at the bench during breakfast. Sophie was allowed to pour her own milk onto her cereal because you know, she is three years older than her younger sibling and her motor skills are a little more refined. E-man decided this was just the most awful thing to ever happen in his life and on top of the usual screaming and fussing, he threw his FULL bowl of milky cereal onto the floor!!!!! I was pissed. In my head, many curse words were flying, but out of my mouth came a very stern sentence with no yelling at all..."That is completely unacceptable Elliott. I will not tolerate such nonsense. Off you go! If you throw your food on the floor, you miss out". I took him down from his stool and sent him on his merry way crying and carrying on like a real pork chop. Then I did what all resourceful mothers do...I let the dogs in to clean it up!
OK, make it four noteworthy incidents...while I have been typing this mornings blog, I have been blowing up balloons for the kids to play with while they dance around the lounge room to ridiculously loud music. One of the flipping things just blew up in my face while I was blowing it up!!! Luckily it missed my eye this time (refer to an earlier post "Patchy McGee" http://mummyslovejug.blogspot.com.au/2011/10/patchy-mcgee.html) but my chin and my forearm are sporting some pretty kick-arse welts. Note to self: must buy a bloody hand pump that I see at the shops and think to myself "What a ridiculous item, just blow the balloons up yourselves lazy people". Balloons 2, Kate 0. I would also like to add that tying up the balloons has been made all the more difficult by the cut I have on my finger. I was chopping vegies last night and tried to Masterchef the crap out of them. I sped up the chopping process and incidentally cut the top of my finger quite deep. Bugger!
Yep, no doubt today will go down in history as "Let's test Kate's patience" day. I hope things start to get a little easier because I have my first official cake order to make. One single tiered cake and 36 cupcakes...so excited about that!!!!!
Have a great weekend everyone and I shall chat to you next week xox
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