Dear Everyone,

Hello, how are you.

I am fabulous. Fabfrickinulous.

I went to the YMCA this morning and sweat like a beast. Sheryl was not there. She sucks ass. I got yelled at by the staff because Ariana scratched someone. What am I supposed to do? I don't know. She is 18 months and she likes beat some ass. Sorry, but seriously what am I supposed to do??

Then we went to the Dollar Tree to buy stuff to make more baskets. And of course Ariana screamed through the whole store. Until I got to the candy aisle where I grabbed a lollypop. I swear to you that I don't usually do that. But I myself was on the verge of tears.

We arrived at home in time to put the babies to nap. Call Maria to ask her to come over so that I can pick Scotty up early from school to take him to his ENT appointment. She does because she is wonderful once in a while. And I drive in the rain to the Drs appt. To get there to find out that the automated system that called me on Friday was mistaken and the appointment in tomorrow because his Dr is never in on Mondays. Fabulous.

I come home to Maria yelling at me because Ariana is constipated...And that I should give her another suppository. Sorry, I already gave her one today and that is my limit. She does this at least once a week. It is the milk.

Now she is going to bed. But David is having a fit because I will not give him more food. He just ate. A LOT! And he is crying that he wants to watch Little People again. But when I put it on he doesn't want it. And then when I turn it off he wants it and when I turn it back on he doesn't want it. And his butt hurts, and he is coughing, and he wants Little People again.

Is it 4:30 yet?? Where is Tune Up Tony when I need him.

Am I the only Mom who has days where she would like to crawl back into bed and just start it over??