The first day back to work after a long weekend is always a rough one. We had a great little mini vacation up to Monterey (pictures coming!) and it was tough to mentally get back into the grind today. Needless to say, I was very excited to pick Adele up at school at the end of the day. I walked through the door and was greeted by a whiny little one who didn’t want to leave. (What? Didn’t you miss me?) I had to pry a book out of her hands and she was screaming at the top of her lungs as a result. I practically dragged her out of there, she was yelling at me the whole way back to the car. Awesome.
We had to stop at the grocery store on the way home and the car ride sounded something like this:
Adele: Waaaaaa! Waaaaaa!
Me: Do you want me to sing you a song?
Adele: Waaaaa! Yeah. Dadddddddy.
Me: Daddy’s not here, but do you want me to sing?
Adele: Yeaaaaaaa, waaaaaa!
Me: Ok… Twinkle Twinkle…
Adele: NOOOOOOO! SUNNN! (Apparently I now take requests…)
Me: Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun, Please shine down on me…
Anyways, we get to Trader Joes, she’s tearing apart everything I put in the cart. Once in the parking lot, she tore open a carton of grapes that went flying across the parking lot. Whatever.
We get home, I have three grocery bags, a work bag, a purse and her daycare bag… and she wants me to CARRY her. Wasn’t gonna happen. We walked into the house with her crying three steps behind me the whole way. It was kind of funny.
Inside, I went to get her high chair so she couldn’t get into trouble while I unload the groceries. I turn the corner into the kitchen and she’s standing there with drops of blood everywhere… on the floor, on blankie, on her shirt. What the heck happened in the 10 seconds I turned my back? Who knows. I still don’t know what exactly happened.
After dinner… I fill up the tub, turn to throw something away (2 feet from the tub) and I turn back and she has fallen INTO the tub… clothes, shoes, jacket. Everything. Do you know how hard it is to peel wet jeggings off a squirming toddler? I gave her a quick scrub down and then dropped the towel into the tub as I went to pluck her out. Awesome.
After my awesome night, I decided it can’t get any worse…. so I figured it would be the PERFECT time to put her to bed without the pacifier. I tucked her in (with puppy, kitty, monkey, bunny, ducky and three blankets) and crossed my fingers. She cried for five minutes… and fell asleep. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Even after all the bad luck tonight, apparently I earned a badge on my mom sash. Thankyouverymuch.
Feeling on top of my game tonight and pr-etty proud. I love that girl. She’s lucky she’s cute.