My terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

It's not the big things that make it a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.  Yet, today felt like a terrible day.  No one died or was diagnosed with a terminal illness, there were no car accidents or natural disasters affecting me, my family, or closest friends that I am aware of.

Alexander once had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.  His started off like this "I went to sleep with gum my in mouth and now there is gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on my skateboard and by mistake I dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running and I could tell that it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day."  In case you aren't familiar, Alexander is the character in a children's book by Judith Viorst.... just to give credit where credit is due.

Keeping with Alexander's theme, here is how my day started off.  "Gavin had his first BIG temper tantrum this morning which lasted 45 minutes which meant that he didn't take a morning nap and I didn't get laundry started and then we went to the doctor's office where he got his 1 year vaccinations and while I held him down he looked at me with the terrible "Mommy, why are you letting them do this to me look" and when I went to give him some medicine to make him feel better, there were no medicine droppers because an un-named 4 1/2 year old has thieved them all to use as toys or swords or something and Gavin wouldn't take the medicine out of the cup.  UGH.  Then we took the super long way walking to Elijah's friend's house because I forgot one of the roads doesn't connect (which made Elijah mad, as well as making us late for the play date) and when we got home Gavin didn't take his afternoon nap either but instead cried and fussed so I still didn't start laundry.... or dinner.  To top it all off when we went to swim lessons Elijah was put back in the class that he just passed a week ago instead of moving up to the next level.  After little success with talking to the teacher, I may have called my hubby nearly in tears about my "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day."

Thankfully, now the little guy is in bed and my long day no longer seems like it was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.  I can now smile and see that it was not all that bad.  I am blessed.  I have food to feed my family.  I have a place to live and I love our little family like crazy.  Nope.  It was really not a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day at all.  I am glad that Elijah has enough creativity to use the medicine droppers to ward off the 'bad guys' that may come to our house, although I do think I need to curb that so he uses something a little less essential (oh, and maybe find the lost ones?).  I admit, I don't love the tantrums or nap-skipping, but I am SO happy that Gavin is a part of our family.

Long story short, I know that the days of raising our little boys are going to pass so quickly.  I am at some point going to miss the craziness of days like today, no doubt in my mind.

Now that I have processed all that and my heart is feeling full again, I'll close with some photos of the boys from the past week.  Really, how can I not smile when I see things like this?  :)

Yes, we lost his mittens so he is wearing socks on his hands.  They work.

Everything is better when shared!  :) (That's G's birthday cake)

He is going to work; just like Daddy. 

And now, back to that laundry.