A Day In The Life

So last Saturday I had a little agenda I wanted to stick to. Dave went off to work around 7:30am. E and I woke up around 8. She was on fire at 8 am. I can't even tell you when it all started. Of course getting her dressed is always a challenge for she would rather be doing anything than getting something on. Before I could even get her pajamas off, she found some boots in her closet that are still a little big for her. But she INSISTED on putting them on, trying herself first, then hitting me with them until I put them on her. So trying to get her pajama bottoms off over the boots was the first obstacle. Then, when she was finally dressed, it was my turn to get ready. As I am getting dressed I hear a loud THUD. Go in E's room and find her CD player on the ground and 2 CD's in her hand. Her Dad would have had a fit! So I clean that up and bring her into the bathroom with me while I get my face ready. Bad Idea. I couldn't even finish putting powder on my nose before she was underneath the sink and had unrolled the WHOLE paper towel roll. I start rolling that up and have my back to her when I hear a PLUNK.....turn around and yes, her shoes are in the toilet! I am so frustrated at this point, but I don't want to yell at her so I start doing a little frustrated dance by stomping my feet, shaking my hands, and softly screaming to myself. Well Emery thought this was the best thing ever and started stomping her feet, waving her hands and screaming. I couldn't help but laugh.