You know it's going to be a bad day when...

You ask your husband to taste the Chicken and Dumplings, and he looks at you and asks, "What is this?"

You wake up at 3 AM to the sound of your littlest one slapping his leg in his sleep. He only cries when you pick him up to snuggle before you tuck him back in.

Your two year old just happens to also be awake at 3 AM. He's turned on all the lights and the TV and has eaten 3 chocolate cupcakes while playing with a box of bandaids in the living room floor...

You get blamed for the misplacement of your hubby's U.S. ARMY name tape.

You knock one of your favorite over-sized coffee mugs off the desk and it shatters. In an attempt to clean it up before little bare feet run through the living room, you rake your hand across the floor only to pull it away in time to see fifteen tiny little bleeding holes in the side of your hand. 

The same two year old shoves your laundry room key in the skeleton key hole on the kitchen door, and after 45 minutes of trying to get it out, you call your husband to make sure he's coming home for lunch.
Then you neglect to tell him that lunch is leftover Chicken and Dumplings...

You sit down to blog this at 10:30 AM because you are already going crazy and need a break from the day. Did I mention I gated the boys in their room? And that they're not happy with me right now?


Have you had any bad days lately?
Have a coke and a smile... I know I will....