It's been A DAY, and it's only noon. I wonder why some days culminate in crying child and crying mommy, while others are simply happy and fun. Whatever the reason, this morning has been a riotous mess. Potty accident after potty accident (thank goodness it's laundry day) the last one being on our bed. More then a years worth of crying and whining. Making a break for the street while I changed the laundry. *thank you to the nice neighbor who brought him back...don't worry I was still in my less then flattering workout clothes* And tantrums of thrown toys and thrown I-pad.
As Finn was crying in his time out, I called Roy and cried it out. This is only the second time I've done that, so you know I was at my wits end. After crying out some of the frustration, Finn and I made up with some Curious George and a purple popsicle, and over lunch, we prayed for more patience and love this afternoon. I'm very much looking forward to Finn and Roy going on their father's and sons camp out tonight. I think we both need a break from each other.