Turn that frown upside down….

Ever have one of those days, when by 9 am you wish you would’ve stayed in bed, pulled the covers over your head and stayed there ’till the next day?  Welcome to my day.

I’m pretty sure it started when I DIDN’T SLEEP LAST NIGHT. At least not that I can remember. I only remember tossing and turning and looking at the clock every 15 minutes. By 545 am, I had almost given up. Almost. 45 more minutes, 45 more minutes, dear God, please let me sleep these last 45 minutes. Of course by now, I hear Wyatt starting to sing his morning songs, softly at first, then louder.  Brooklyn is starting to  stir in her crib (probably the effects of the morning songs from next door). The dogs have started their morning “I have to scratch my ears and shake my noisy collar at 6am” routine.  I’ll let you wonder if I slept that last 45 minutes.

Chris had gotten up early and left already so I couldn’t even harass him to help me with my morning routine.  I poured my cereal in my bowl and realized we were out of milk. Wyatt dropped his piece of toast on the floor, which Mia promptly scarfed down. When he demanded a new piece, I realized we were out of bread also.  Talk about starting out a day right, huh?  Anyway, I could go on and on about the catastrophes of my day, but I’ll spare you.

Towards the end of this wonderful day,  I was sitting at the kitchen table watching the minutes tick slowly by, waiting for Chris to FINALLY get home.  I seriously must have zoned out for a few minutes because when I turned around, here is what I saw…..

Wyatt had decided Brooklyn wanted to play with his tools.  Because I was so zoned out, I hadn’t even noticed that Brooklyn had stopped fussing (I’m blaming the fussiness today on the impending new tooth situation).  My three year old could do what I could not-put aside my crabbiness and make my baby smile.

He had actually put the hard hat on her head and arranged all of his John Deer tools around her so she could have a turn.  I’m pretty sure it was my first genuine smile of the day. (Is it weird that my camera is always so handy at these opportune times?)

Now, I’m not going to tell you that this moment made up for the crappy day, or the lack of sleep last night.  Close, but no cigar. I’m still wallowing in my current crabbiness a bit.  But this bright spot at dinner time on a bad day was just enough to keep me sane enough to make it through the rest of the night.

I’m going to bed now. Goodbye wonderful today.

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