I typically begin my night time prayers in one of two ways: "I'm grateful for the wonderful day I had." Or "I'm grateful that today is over." Tonight, I am grateful for the latter.
Besides a baby blow-out, no nap for Henry (until he got into the shopping cart), Eric being out of town, and general craziness, I'm totally sick. I woke up this morning with my eye goobered shut. I called the doctor and made an appointment to come in at 11:45. Long sort short: I finally got in to see the doctor at 12:30 (after the nurse had gone to lunch), and after a 5 minute check up, he was going to call in a prescription for me. Home for Pepper's nap time(not Henry's :/), then to target for the prescription pick up. (This is where the poo-splosion happened.) Turns out that the doc never ended up calling in my prescription, and by the time the pharmacy called, the office was closed. I have to go back tomorrow to get it.
Also, terrible twos. Whiny, insane, sad, indecisive, terrible twos.
I am so so blessed though to have such a happy, smart, brave toddler; a happy, relaxed, low-maintenance baby; and a smart, witty, handsome husband.
Bed time.
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