Compact Package of Crazy

I find it interesting that even though the rigors of my normal day are what most people call a "weekend", I still am exhausted at the end of the day. Partly it's due to being 9 months pregnant, but mostly it's due to this:

Mommy, I'm taking the car, ok?

She has some sort of cold/teething drool thing going on, but it's not slowing her down. In fact, she can't even stop running to let me wipe her nose and she just randomly comes up to me and yells "BLOW!" and splatters me with snot and then runs off giggling.

Do you need me to gas it up while I'm out?

I thought a trip to Kohl's would be a fun morning activity, especially since I had a 30% off coupon and 20 dollars in "Kohl's cash". I loaded my little force of nature and drove to the store and then remembered one key problem I have with Kohl's...their shopping carts.

Toddlers facing front...at shelf level

My little shopaholic kid was ripping things off hangers right and left and I spent most of the shopping trip painfully bending down to replace things she liberated. If they just didn't jam everything so close together, so much destruction could have been avoided. Even a loose animal in the store would have been less messy.

After getting her home and going through lunchtime drama (we had a disagreement about where lunch would be consumed, even though she always eats at the table), I was excited for nap time. After I put her in her bed, I hopped on the treadmill for the easiest part of my day: running! It's all about perspective.

Nap time didn't go well, but it never does on the day after school. I pay for those 5 hours of freedom in more than one way.

I am happy to report that Faith has decided that our new floors aren't so terrifying today! Getting the rug delivered helped too. Side note: If at any point you get a new rug while pregnant, expect to break a sweat unwrapping it and rolling it out. I felt like I needed a Gatorade break midway through.

Hyper toddler on a rampage!

A blur of crazy

In case you were wondering, yes I did pick out a rug that matches the dog so the hair wouldn't show as much.

Black and tan and dirt are her fur colors

It's days with a crazy toddler like today that make me grateful that I've gotten my husband used to a very low level of dinner cooking. He's basically wowed if the food is fully defrosted and edible. I'm a real catch.

It's better if you don't expect good food out of the deal

What's the most exhausting part of your day? I usually feel like it's the afternoons because that's Faith's cranky time of day and I'm usually running short on patience.