What a day!

WHAT A DAY!

They ganged up on me today.  It went about like this:

10:32  Mommy foolishly removes Gianna's diaper and lets her "air out" for a few minutes.  Continues playing.

10:33  Pretend not to see Gianna as she "hides" behind the curtain.  "Where's Gianna?!  Hmmm...is she under the bed?  Noooo..."

10:34  Give Gianna a huge hug and she comes out of hiding and runs to me. Pat her cute behind.  Notice my hand is suddenly covered in poop.  Look down and see poop all over the floor.

10:35  Clean up said poop.

10:40  Where are the girls?  Too quiet.  

10:41 They found a cassette tape recording of my high school piano graduation program.  Destroyed.

10:43 Abigail calls me to wipe her booty.  Discover Gianna's unraveled an entire roll of toilet paper.  

10:45 Bread timer goes off.  Go to kitchen to get it.

10:47  Where are the girls?  Too quiet.

10:48  Find them in my shower, water off, with Dr. Bronner's soap all over their hair.  

10:49 Throw Abigail in a cold shower thinking she'll hate the cold and water in her eyes.  She loves it.

10:50 Am stripping down Gianna when soap gets in her eyes.  She's hysterical.  Finally hold her under faucet in bath tub.  Her eyes are still red.  And it was just Dr. Bronner's baby mild!!!

TWENTY MINUTES, PEOPLE!!!!

11:30  Finally get Abigail out of shower.  Oy.  

And the entire time I'm receiving sensitive texts from the birth mom of the previous adoption.  Oy.  

Never mind these angelic faces.

Meanwhile the house has become a complete disaster.  Dishes everywhere.  Every square inch of space- both sides of the sink, the stove, the counters.  Breakfast, lunch and bread dishes.  I can handle toys everywhere.  I can handle laundry piled up.  But dirty dishes make me feel like my life is out of control.  So I just closed my eyes.  

We made it through lunch and I got the girls down for a nap.  Then instead of getting sucked into the internet for detox, I focused and got it cleaned up.  Here's the before and after shots. I lose points for cleaning up their toys- but what took me 2 minutes would take them 20 minutes and the entire time would be filled with nagging encouraging words of frustration positive reinforcement.  I was on a roll.  I just did it myself.    

When all was said and done I had a clean house, freshly baked bread, a chance to take a nap and catch up on facebook, I hadn't lost my temper and had set aside a lot of fun playtime with the kids.  Not such a bad day!  (But thank God for nap resets!)