so it started out waking up with a headache this morning. After a fairly normal morning, we headed to town for some quick shopping before lunch and school. that's when it all went to heck in a hand basket! :)
When we get to the library to pick up our book that were on hold, there was a disabled man sitting in front of the hold shelf pulling all the books off the shelf and throwing the tags around and trying to bite anyone who came near. So it took about 30-40 min to dissolve the situation and get find our books to check out. Then we get to target and while walking down an aisle Monica reaches out and grabs a towel off the shelf as she pulls it it catches the next shelf which has coffee cups and bowls on it and they all come CRASHING down. Scare her and Maria so they both start hysterically crying. Luckily there was a sales associate right there and she completely understood what happened and didn't make me pay for any of it.
THEN we get are "simple" shopping done at walmart and grab lunch at Subway. I see the clock on the wall says we have 15 min to eat before we have to leave to get home in time to get Andrew ready for school. Ahhh and decent chance to sit down and breath for a few mins... WRONG! After a few mins I hear the lady say, our clock is way off... I glance at my cell phone... it's 11:27 and the bus will be at our house at 11:45. SCRAMBLE!!!!! Throw the kids and the groceries in the car, tell Andrew to scarf his pizza and fly home. Of course when normally every drives over the speed limit, today of all days everyone is driving under the speed limit and the railroad people decide what a perfect time to check the crossing to see if it's working properly! AHHHHHH!
We pulled into the driveway, I tell Andrew to get out as I run to grab his backpack. My hand hit the door and there is the bus. Luckily his bag sits right by the door so I tossed it to him as he was getting on. Now we are home, no more pressing time deadline, I can just feed the girls and put them down for nap. As I walk into the kitchen to get my lunch while the girls are eating I open the pantry door and out falls a brand new 3lb box of spaghetti dumping all over the floor. So I start to clean it up and I hear Monica yell "ah dun, ah dun mama" which means I have exactly 2.2 second to run over to the highchair before she takes what's left of her food and turns it into projectile missiles across my house!
Alas the girls are in bed, lunch is done, my kitchen looks like a bomb went off in it, but OH WELL!!!! I'm done! Time for a nap!!!!!
