Dear Thursday

Dear Thursday, 

I see what you are up to. You are testing me. I know I shouldn't have consumed that entire bottle of wine last night but lets face it, your friend Wednesday drove me to it. Now that I am in a bit of a dusty state you thought it would be best to test my resolution to speak kindly and not lose my cool with the kids today? Really, today of all days? Thank a lot for that, Thursday. 

So lets see what it is you are testing me with. Well, it is 7:30 so I have been awake for around two hours. My wake up call was of course Elliott screaming like his leg had been cut off, causing me to jump out of bed before my post wine brain could work out what was going on. A few cuddles later and he decided it was time for breakfast. Weetbix in the bowl and E-man decides it is a good time to fill his nappy. Gross, at the breakfast bench! Thanks again, Thursday. The cereal waited while I hosed the smelly little guy off in the bath, much to his protest (his preference was food first, nappy change second). While tending to the boy, Sophie woke up and decided she wanted to be Mum. She got herself a bowl of Weetbix, then topped both hers and E-mans breakfast with LOADS  of honey. She was so proud of herself for helping with breakfast that all I could do was smile and say thank you. Sitting through breakfast and Sophie knocks her near full bowl onto the floor. My sparkling clean kitchen cupboards and kick boards are now covered in food. Nice test but you didn't get the better of me...I giggled with her and let the dog in to clean it up. Ha!

Then things kind of went downhill. Elliott thought the latter event got such a good response that he simply turned his bowl upside down and poured milky cereal everywhere. I didn't giggle. Moments later with breakfast finished, the fight over toys began with both kids fussing and fighting. Then Sophie ended up in time out for not listening, Elliott found Mat's Fathers day chocolate and helped himself, the dog thought it would be fun to try and trip me over while I was juggling a huge basket of washing and finally, I logged on to blog and the internet was down! 

You haven't won yet though Thursday. Yes you are testing me and yes I am ready to scream then go straight back to bed but I haven't yelled or lost my cool yet. Doing well I think. I can't wait to see what you have in stall for me for the next 12 hours of parenting time today...