I love my kids — but sometimes they drive me batty!

We got to school on time, Button and I played, and in the afternoon she napped and Boo and I spent some time together. He even got to watch a few shows. We were supposed to go out to dinner with my friend and her son but my driveway was a solid sheet of ice, so we stayed in. I made pancakes. From scratch. Because everyone was behaving! It was amazing.

But then Wednesday. 

Wednesday, Wednesday, Wednesday.

I should have known. I set my alarm for 5:45 am to get my 4-miles in. Boo was up using the potty. Thankfully Button slept until 7 again. But the foreshadowing was ominous.

Boo took his good ol’ time eating breakfast and dilly-dallied while getting ready for school. Button was whining, complaining, and getting into all kinds of mischief. She’s our quiet, sneaky one. She’ll disappear out of a room and you won’t even know she’s missing until 20 minutes later when you go to look for her. Usually she’s in her room reading books, or holding Elmo and sucking her finger. But lately she’s been getting into everything. Just yesterday I caught her with her entire fist in a tub of lotion. 

She’s also started attempting to climb out of her crib. Are you kidding me? Boo never pulled any of this malarky. This girl is giving me a run for my money. She’s going to be the kid that draws on the walls. Or dumps the entire box of cereal on the floor.

Boo drove me batty almost all of Wednesday. Again, I should have known. When I picked him up from school he was held back by the teachers because he was being “talked to.” Oy vey. 

I give mad props to single parents and those that have a spouse who travels for work. Being solo with the kids was tough. When we were in our routine and going through the motions, everyone behaved and things went smoothly. I made coffee the night before, packed lunches, and even knocked out two runs before the kids were up. Smooth sailing. But as soon as they caught wind of daddy’s impending arrival… watch out!