A Bad Day

We all have them, but I thought I would let you in on what I consider to be a chaotic day in my world:

• Woken at 5 AM by Owen singing in his bed. Nice song, but not the best timing.


• My back aches.


• Get kids fed, dressed and ready to walk to school. No time for coffee (big mistake). Spencer decides at that the moment I say, "get you shoes on" that he needs to use the restroom. After 5 minutes, I ask him to hurry up. He says not to worry he took the baby wipes in to make it faster. Baby wipes - you are putting baby wipes down the toilet? Ugh! Get in the car, no time to walk.


• Drop Spencer off, head to the grocery store with Owen and Laney. While filling my bag with plums, I look over at the cart to find Laney standing in her seat with her arms stretched out and the seat belt around her ankles. I try to get her to sit down, but she wants to be carried. Not an option. She screams. A woman looks over and asks if big that noise came from my little girl. Yes - yes it did.


• The grocery store has a new self check out lane with no item limit - cool. This will go much faster without all of the chit-chat and my pears might not get juiced this time because I am certainly going to plop a gallon of milk on top of them. I look at the screen and notice that my last item did not scan. I walk over to pick it up with an unscanned box of Kix in my hands, at which time the machine starts screaming at me. "You have an unchecked item in the bagging area." Lucky me, the item didn't scan because the machine is jammed. Great!


• More screaming/screeching/whining from Laney.


• Get home and unload groceries.


• Return Sam's phone call about good times for him to schedule his week long business trip. Perfect!


• I look over to find that Owen has left the library's John Deere tractor DVD on the floor and Laney found it and snapped it into two. Owen tells me not to worry because we can tape it. Thanks.


• The worst part of the day - the clock only says 11:30 AM. Oh me, oh my.

Well, I certainly feel better having shared, but I do feel a bit guilty. I don't want you to think I am a whiner. How are you feeling? I know you have bad days too - probably a lot worse than this. I know I am fortunate to have a healthy and a, for he most part, happy family, but there are some days it's hard to remember and easy to get caught up in the pandemonium. So, now that I have filled your mind with all of this chaos, I though I would share a few pictures I took in Pictured Rocks Park to erase the images of us and fill you with serenity.

Isn't she beautiful?

Oh man, is that a bee?

That's a bee alright.

Are you kidding me? Fly away butterfly, fly.

I guess even butterflies have bad days. I tried.