today is one of those days where one is just happy it's drawing to a close. My morning started with Damien screaming bloody murder at 2 am because he woke up having to go to the bathroom. We don't know why he screamed for 15 min straight, yet assumed he was angry at his bladder for taking him out of his dreams. Getting dressed in the morning was just as exciting, one scarf didn't have the right color, the next was too itchy (as soft as a she-mouse's belly if you ask me), and the alternative of zipping the coat all the way up was not accepted as an option. He also didn't want to walk, nor ride his bike to kindergarten. I guess he was hoping for a flying carpet. I ended up dragging him behind me to the streetcar. We actually had to get out of the streetcar one stop early, because people were starting to evacuate the car we were in due to his high pitched screams. Why was he screaming you ask? Because the seat he wanted to sit in was taken by someone else - a tragedy in Damien's eyes. By the time I got to work, 45 min late, I was exhausted.
This evening he was a little angel. He cleaned up his room, helped set the table, and even brushed his teeth without having the need to discuss the necessity of dental hygiene. He probably hoped to revoke the punishment of no TV till Monday. One thing is for sure, life with kids is never boring. I wonder what tomorrow will bring :-)
Cheers, Angie aka IkeaGoddess
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