Thursday, June 11, 2009

What a day

Let's briefly re-cap shall we?

Starting with last night, we couldn't go to our first (well second for me) night of Small Group because Bogie got sick yesterday afternoon. By last night at 9pm his temperature was up to 102.7, so Mr. Dunbar called his brother (he's a super smart Medical Professional). He said to just give Bogie some Motrin and monitor him all night. So that's what I did. Guess how much sleep I got?? Yeah, not too much.

Then this morning Bogie woke up at the crack of dawn, literally, he was screaming his head off. I was praying for patience all ready, and of course through all Bogie's screaming Monkey woke up. (My child who can sleep through pretty much anything.) Great, how about some TV at 6am? How's that for parenting? Mr. Dunbar went to the gym and I listened to Clifford and Bogie for 60 minutes straight.

8am We are riding bikes on the driveway in our pj's when Bogie decides to faceplant the concrete, now his nose is scraped and he's got a bruise and bump right in the center of his forehead.

9am After scrambling to take a shower and make my bed, I am trying to dry my hair. So I set Bogie on the counter to brush his teeth, he drops his tooth brush and as I am picking it up he decides to grab my flat iron. FOUR fingers grip the HOT part of the iron for like .02 seconds , but that was enough to feel the burn. We ran to the kitchen and I squirt mustard all over his hand. It must have worked because he stopped crying almost immediately and there is very little burn.

11am We head to the mall to find some thing to wear for this weekend and get Mr. Dunbar a new tie. That is priority number one. I am in the Men's Furnishings Department along with like 6 other people and one employee... this is Nordstrom people!!! Not JCPenney. I grabbed 7 ties cut my way to the employee and asked her to hold them, grumpy children are not good background noise while trying to buy an expensive tie. Monkey is whining for snacks, I reach into the diaper bag and "WHAT?!?" No snacks. (They of course are on the kitchen counter with sippy cups.) Great. Let's go spend $5 bucks on a cup of strawberries from the Coffee Bar. At this point I'm thinking I'll just go get myself something to wear... an hour and a half later and a dressing room full of clothes, I buy something. And it is just something... nothing spectacular folks. Oh did I mention Bogie pooped so I changed him in the dressing room. (Sorry ladies, if you were trying to try clothes on at the same time as me today and my kid blew up your stall.)

Whining kids... again.

Home for lunch and NAP. Guess what, Monkey doesn't fall asleep, he just plays games in his room. One of which was to put Ernie (his elephant in the lampshade= that was on.)

So when Bogie wakes up, they snack and we... yup, go back to the mall. I try to buy a tie again. My question is, "WHO is hiring the Nordstrom employees these days??" The guy was totally unhelpful and not knowledgeable at all. I threw out a couple of brands I was thinking of, what the tie is for and why I needed it and all he saw were dollar signs... and he kept bringing me the ugliest ties. So I finally just put two on hold told him I'd be back, my kids wanted to go to the Disney store. Afterwards I went to like 4 more stores to just maybe find something better to wear or those perfect shoes that will make my outfit complete... and it was a waste. of. time.

It's now almost 6pm, we leave the mall head to Von's (the MOST expensive market ever) but also the nicest most gourmet place and closest market to our house. Have a sandwich made at their deli, grab a few more things and head home.

Dinner, baths for the boys, pj's and just when I am about to put them to bed... all you-know-what breaks loose. Monkey is screaming in his room, I run in there and Ernie is ruined. Yup RUINED!!! Part of his inside melted and fused together from the heat of the light bulb earlier in the day, so there is now this hard blob on his rear. I tell him "Monkey calm down, I'll just get the other Ernie." (Because a prepared mom has at least two of the favorite Lovie right?) More tears. He says the other is ruined, he chewed on his trunk. Okay, well, I'll just pull out my secret Ernie number three (thank you Erin for the original two) But this Ernie has a rip in his ear from when Monkey was a baby, he freaks out again. Screaming, bloody murder. At this point I'm ready to start crying too. But finally, Monkey pulls it together and says "We have to go to the store to get a new one." Umm, sorry babe, stores are closed.

Bogie wakes up crying now because Monkey is crying and their rooms are right next to each other. I end up holding BOTH boys in Monkey's bed for 40 minutes until they both fall asleep.
As I was reaching to get up, holding Bogie, I twisted my neck and now I have a kink of some sort and a pain going down my shoulder. Just what I needed.

As for tomorrow, I'll be purchasing at least two more Ernies, if I can find them. Of course, I have to go back to the mall A-gain, I never purchased that tie or shoes... wish me luck, I think I'm going to need all I can get.


The Salinas Family said...

Is this all for graduation? Or do you guys have another special outing? I promise you don't need a tie and a new pair of shoes for Kai's birthday party! lol. :0) XO

Anonymous said...

I was feeling for you reading this. :) I love you & I am sorry you had a hard day! I didn't know about mustard? That is good to know. Today will be a better day & we can't wait till Sunday :)

Amber said...

Ohh we had one of those days the other day too. Good news tho... if you dont find any Ernies by you, our barnes and noble almost always has them. The kids always point out that those elephants are like Monkey's. Let me know if you need us to pick one or two up!

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Anonymous said...

OMG, what a day! I am in stitches, laughing at your post. Gotta love being a mom, kind of messes up the daily agenda and to-do-list, doesn't it? Hope you managed to find the perfect tie & shoes!

Mrs. C... said...

WOW!!! and here is your friend at Disneyland!!! Sorry. Anyway, I didn't know about the mustard, great to know now. As for an Ernie, or three, you need to go to OshKosh and get them. I am headed out that way today if you need me to pick up some. They ARE NOT at the Mall. Give me a call, should you need ERNIE rescue. It does warm my heart that the original came from Bubba, and he loved that he picked it out.

Ali said...

The joys of motherhood. There is NEVER a dull moment and nothing ever seems to go as planned. Life is NEVER the same again. At least you weren't out shopping WITHOUT a diaper bag and have a baby with a GIGANTIC blow out!

patty said...
what a day indeed!! so sorry for all that.
and... btw... mustard?? lol! glad it worked on the burn! :)

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