Monday, January 26, 2009

Life at the Crazy House

I love my daughter, but on the fourth day of my four day weekend, we have hit our breaking point. At least mine anyway. I cannot pick up anymore toys, fetch anymore food, place her on the cabinets to look at the candy, say no, run her up to the potty to have her run out, carry her down the stairs or change another dvd. She has pushed all the available buttons and I give up. I am ready to go back to work. We still have a bath and bed time to go. She should go right to bed since she had to have read how happy I was she was napping yesterday and decided that she would not nap today and is now a total bear breaking down over the littlest things.

9 comments:

Denise said...

I hear ya! We do have our breaking points. And some days are harder than others.

jessica said...

really? but she looks so innocent?

kidding --- i know how you feel!

Michelle Leigh said...

You poor thing. When do you go back to work? Days get long when you are home all day with them. Some days seem so monotonous and I can't bear to do the same thing over. It's like ground hog day sometimes with the cleaning, cooking, diapers, baths, etc.

Kat said...

Oh dear. I know those days so well. And your header pic really says it all.
Hang in there!

LesleMora said...

I really think Emy and PB are related. Honestly.

April said...

Poor Mom...you KNOW it's bad when you WANT to go back to work!

imbeingheldhostage said...

I am so with you. I actually almost let mine put herself to bed because I couldn't take another Miss Bossy Pants moment.

MamaGeek @ Works For Us said...

At least your breaking point is on the 4th, mine usually goes on the 2nd. :)

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