F*@%!!!! – Stepped on any toys recently? From Mega blocks to Barbie dolls. Death Legos and Hardened Play-doh. Kitchen Accessories mixed with Race Cars. Puzzle Pieces sprinkled on top of Hatchimals. Maybe Monopoly pieces smushed into some Stuffed Teddies? Let’s bring “Mom where’s my Spiderman??? I can’t find him anywhere!! I need it now!! Where did it go?!” to the party with “Please Dad can you find the cat with the stripes but not the whiskers that has the tail and not with the bow!?” *don’t forget the large order of tantrums* How about Mysterious Slime stuck to just about everything you own!! (Rubbing alcohol works for getting that out of clothes by the way)
The conversation ended with him suggesting we go out sometime for dinner or drinks, and me basically saying “I’ll get back to you.” Months went by and there a new message was in my inbox of him asking if he’d just seen me out wherever. Of course he didn’t really think that but I guess he figured it was a surefire way of me responding. Thus the conversation leading him to ask what I had planned that night.
End of conversation…
Good days for me don’t just include my son not melting down over a pair of pants he wants to wear 3 days in a row or my daughter losing her shit because she can’t find Rapunzel’s dress that’s lost in a pile of dirty clothes. Or my husband making it home in time forContinue reading “Good Days”