My Alexander Day

I don't know if you have read the book Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day or not, but it is about a little boy having one of "those" days. You know the kind--the ones where Murphy's Law seems to be in full effect. Everyone has them, I know, and I've been having one today. (My college library science professor referred to them as "Alexander Days" because of the book, and I think it is a very appropriate term.) Anyway, please excuse me while I vent a little...

Last night, Katherine was fussy and up off-and-on all night. Thankfully, Chet split the time with me, or I wouldn't be functional at all right now. It culminated with her waking for the day at 5:30 a.m. Again, thankfully, Chet was up, morning person that he is. I did try putting her in bed with me to see if she would go back to sleep, but no luck there. So, my normally mellow child was a walking tantrum all morning. Not fun.

Somewhere in the midst of this, Mary Joyce, who had been playing quietly in her room came bouncing into the den and announced, "I wite on wall in my woom!" Lovely...she is always so good about only writing in her coloring books or on paper, so I had moved the crayons down where she could get to them herself. They have been down for a month or so, and never a problem. Needless to say, the only writing utensils currently within her reach are the Color Wonder ones. Here is the masterpiece:



I will be investing in a Magic Eraser this afternoon at Wally World since mine has been used up, and I haven't bothered to replace it yet. Besides, I want for her daddy to see this in person before it goes away.

Shortly after the crayon incident, I heard her once again in her room, and then heard the unmistakable sounds of a radio. I knew that she had somehow managed to reach the little CD player on top of the book shelf. How? She took her bathroom step stool, put it on top of the wicker toy trunk, and stood on the stool to reach the stereo. Now, how is that for safe?!?! Stressed out mama, yet again...

I fixed lunch early because I knew as soon as I picked up Katherine, she would fall asleep, and we would be facing the same night time experience all over again. (She gave up her morning nap months ago.) So, she sat in her high chair fussing while I fixed lunch, and then when it was finally time to eat, she started eating, got about 1/3 of the way into the meal, and...



There was also at least one 3 year old meltdown in there somewhere, and I found out the economy is having even more of an effect than we originally thought it was going to on the China travel group reunion we were planning for June. And, Chet had a meeting today that included lunch, so I didn't get my usual lunch time "break." (Which I realize that I'm blessed to have most days.)

Anyway, I just needed to vent and get it out of my system. Now, I'm going to take a nap and hope when I wake up, the afternoon/evening goes better than the morning did!