Feel Free To Laugh.....Now!

Yesterday was a bad day! I'll take you through the main events:

I found myself turning into a broken record saying "no", "don't touch", etc, to Isaiah ALL DAY LONG. I felt like a terrible mom that only says no. It was brutal.

Nap time in the afternoon was especially entertaining. Instead of going "na nite" like a good boy, Isaiah decided it would be in his best interest to scream bloody murder for half an hour until I'd had just about enough I could take. So...needless to say, there was no afternoon nap yesterday.

Rob came home, and I was just in a bitter mood, which didn't help HIS mood and Isaiah was a grouchy pants because he hadn't slept! Oh the frustration.

Rob offered to make supper. We had gotten fish from his aunt and uncle, so we decided to make that. He decided he was going to bread them and fry them in some oil. Okay, fine. Buuuuuut he used way too much oil the first time around, causing oil to get on the kitchen floor. It happens, I know, but remember, it's been a bad day already. In the meantime, I was trying to entertain an over-tired Isaiah (it was only 5! Could I really have sent him to bed for the night?) with snacks and toys and books and nothing seemed to be working. Then the smoke detectors starting screaming. Isaiah loved that. (NOT). Then the kitchen became black with smoke. Fun! We got the smoke detector in the hallway to stop, only to find out that the one in the breezeway was screaming away...and it took us a bit to get that one to shut up (it's kinda hard to get at). Oy!

FINALLY it looked like we would be able to eat. We tried the fish. Rob made a face. It didn't taste good!! After all that work....and now we had all this fish that didn't taste good. Rob was so discouraged.

The kitchen was a complete mess, the floor was slippery, Isaiah was screaming (again) and Rob and I had lost our appetites. By this time it was already 6:30, so I just put Isaiah to bed. He's been starting to give up his bottle so I just gave him whatever was left in his sippy cup from supper, let him finish that, and then put him in his crib. Rob and I tackled the kitchen, and I was able to have enough strength to mop half of the kitchen, while Rob did the other half.

After we were done, we had a good laugh. We decided to get ourselves some "pity snacks" from the convenience store to help us feel better. (ha ha). Rob left to pick up some goodies, came back, and we settled in front of the TV, watching The Biggest Loser finale. Rob opens the bag of chips.....and....it STINKS!! They smelled rancid and disgusting. Rob ate one and was like "Oh, these are SO not good". Super! Yep. The expiry date was for September 2009. They were seriously old. Rob was annoyed. I was just hungry.
Rob did end up going back to the store, returning them, and coming home with chips that weren't expired. Yay!

I'm thankful to say that we ended up having yummy ketchup chips and chocolate bars and a nice quiet evening. Isaiah slept all night, and today is a new day.