Oatmeal Again?

This morning started really well. I got up at a quarter til’ eight, got a few things done, and even ate some oatmeal. Addie slept late. Then she ate some oatmeal. (I’m such a good mom. Look at that diet – so heart healthy.)

About an hour later, I decided to do a little cleaning. My child decided to pull everything off the shelves. I put her in front of a video. She tore up some paper. I gave up on cleaning and read her a book. She threw the book. I began to wonder if someone had replaced my nice, happy, well-behaved baby with one of those “other” ones that you see at the mall. Anyway, She then tried to pull some videos down on her head. I though this might hurt, so I said something like “ADDIE! STOP!” Right then the tornado sirens went off, and scared the crap out of her, and she started to cry hysterically until they stopped. I felt bad. Stupid sirens, making me look all mean. I noticed she felt kind of warm, but she was throwing a fit, and that can be hard work.

Adeia then decided that the only thing that would make her happy was to go RIGHT THEN to the park. To communicate this, she stood in front of the door crying “BYE!!! BYE!!!” for five minutes. I eventually gave up explaining the various reasons it was unwise to go to the park (the rain) and picked her up and tried to , distract her by reading her FAVORITE book, which I try to avoid picking because if she sees it you have to read it five times. She threw it. Then she threw up on my pants. Mmmm….oatmeal. But backwards.

Luckily, I was able to piece the evidence together. In case you’re worried, no one kidnapped Adeia and replaced her….she’s just under the weather.

(Sorry Refe….I had borrowed your pajama pants….)