My Morning.......

Today's been a little bit crazy for me.  This morning my 2 year-old informed me that she HATES me......really?  She's Two!  We had a nice long talk about that one.  I told her what it meant and by the end of our chat she told me she LOVED me, so I guess that makes me feel a little better. 

I think the majority of what has come out Macie's mouth today is, "NO MOM!"  It's starting to drive me a little crazy.  "No" is frustrating, but she always has to add on the "Mom."  So................she's spent a lot of time in time outs today, which seem to only help for like 10 minutes.  Then she's right back to doing naughty things.......ON PURPOSE.  Any advise would be great ;)

I was on the phone with Reed for few minutes, so Macie used this time to empty the clean laundry all over the kitchen floor...........and take Branson's juice away........and hide it under the clothes...........and pull the clean clothes out from under him and make him bonk his head really hard on the floor............about this time I decided to get off the phone.  It had only been like 4 minutes! 

So I pick up Branson who is SCREAMING his head off, put Macie in her bedroom.....for her own safety........and start searching through all the laundry for the bottle Macie hid.  I  can't find it anywhere, so I ask her where she put it.  She told me that she put it in Branson's room.......whatever Macie, I finally found it in the kitchen under some clothes.  So I bend over (with Branson in my arms) to pick up the juice and he pukes all over a bunch of the clean clothes and blankets.......blah.  Then I started laughing, which was a good sign.  Usually I am tired and cranky by this time of the day.  But Branson has FINALLY started sleeping through the night the last 5 days. 

I give Branson the bottle, have a little chat with Macie, and start reading her a story before naps.  Then I hear Branson crying a little bit.  I knew he was tired, so I thought I'd just let him cry a little while I finished with Macie.  But he started screaming and I thought, "What if he's by the stairs?"  I didn't think he was, because I can usually hear his little hands slapping the floor when he gets onto the hard floor, but not this time.  He was UPSIDE DOWN on the top stair, still HANGING on for dear life to the railing!  After I rescued him I could hardly hold the book I was finishing reading to Macie.  My whole body was jello after the sudden adrenaline rush, haha!  A few minutes after it happened I laughed really hard to myself when I thought of him totally scared, hanging on for so long!  Think I need a gate?  Me too. 

Now it is nap time, and I am going downstairs to caulk the basement.........alone......with no kids.......aahhhh. 

I really do LOVE being a stay-at-home mom, but some days are crazy, like today.  Thank heaven for NAP TIME, it's a life-saver!  Because even now as I write this, I can think of all the GOOD things that happened today too.  In between all those "NO MOM"s there were some "I love you"s.  And a lot of hugs and kisses and "GOTCHA"s.....that's Macie surprising me with a hug:)  And lots of hugs and very SLOBBERY kisses from Branson.  And a phone call from my HUBBY when things were getting wild at home.