The good news is that I have not yet put Logan up for sale on craig's list.
Bad news: The day isn't over yet.*
Apparently this no nap thing is more of a phase rather than a one time occurrence. Dang.
So, after a long morning/afternoon of dealing with Mr. CrankyMcNonap I did what any sane mother would do in my situation.
I made muddy buddies.
Yep, we already know that eating junk food is how I deal with the trials of motherhood, probably an issue for Jillian Michaels, so this really should have come as no surprise. It's just so much easier to tolerate the whining with a mouthful of chocolate and peanut butter, know what I'm sayin'?
Unfortunately after putting him on the floor with only my shoelaces to entertain him while I "cooked", he really lost it and I didn't get to indulge myself.
Until now.
He is finally finally asleep and I am having a moment of sugar coma inducing bliss. The kitchen is a mess and I don't care. I've got the recliner fully extended, laptop on my, uh, lap, and powdered sugar trailing across my chest.
Now my only worries are making sure I lick my fingers before I type and how to explain to Tyson why there isn't any left for him.
HA HA HA, I kid.
Maybe...
*For those of you who don't know me that well, I would never actually put my child up for sale or harm him in any way. I love him. Even when he screams in my ear for two hours straight. I'm just sayin'.
I know you'd never sell your precious baby. That comment was only good enough to completely and totally entertain and amuse me!
ReplyDeleteGlad you got him to sleep.
Glad you got some chocolate.
Eh, leave the kitchen a mess.
Every mother has days like these. IF they go to sleep at night, the silence is bliss. Hang in there. The no nap time is just beginning.
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