7 am: Poo all over the crib, carpet, hands, blankets, sheets (4th time in a week, no joke).
8:30 am: Return from running in the hot hot hot hot sun and feel discouraged
8:30-1:30: Diaper on, diaper off, diaper on, diaper off, diaper on, diaper off, diaper on..........
1:30: Screaming two year old, screaming baby, mad mama...
4:30: Lennon wakes up whining. And whines about everything the rest of the day.
5:30: Errands. Lennon eats three suckers so we can ride in peace.
7:00: Dinner. Larry screams while Lennon enjoys watching my head spin: "I want some water, Mama. No...ICE WATER!!! I want a corndog, Mama....no, CHICKEN NUGGETS! Cut my banana with a sharp (knife)....DON'T CUT MY BANANA! NO TOUCH!"
7:15: Finally feeding Larry when Lennon decides (clear across the room) it's time to get down from his chair. So I feed Larry for 15 minutes while Lennon screams, "GET OUT, MAMA! GET OUT, MAMA! I'm full, GET OUT! WASH MY HANDS!"
8 pm: Lennon tells me (while I put on his pajamas): "Mama, don't hold Larry. Just hold me."
I wanted to bawl.
9:00 pm: Still have not brushed my teeth. Tomorrow will be better. And I will hold Lennon a little more.