There is always tomorrow.

Today pretty much sucked.  This morning Riley woke up at 4am because his night light burnt out, then somehow he ended up in my bed until it was time to get up and I let him because I was too tired to protest. 

One minute prior to heading out the door for work/school, Riley bonked the corner of his eye on the corner of our coffee table.  He was screaming bloody murder and I was afraid to even look.  His eye was bleeding but luckily no severe damage, he just looked like he got punched.  That was probably a good topic at school today.  When I picked him up he said the teacher took him to the school nurse and he got an ice pack to put on it.  Poor kid.

After work I had the bright idea to take the kids to A & W for supper because Jason hadn't slept all day and I thought it would be good to get out of the house.  I forgot that two kids in a public restaurant is a lot of work and one does not have enough hands to take on this small, yet stressful task.  The kids were good but Riley had to sit next to me in the booth and then Austin had a fit because he wanted to sit next to me too.  So I was at a booth with one kid on my lap and the other right next to me.  Then I ordered a PLAIN chz burger kids meal for Rye and of course they delivered it with pickles on it.  I took the pickles off right away and since there was nothing else to scrape off I thought it would be fine.  Riley took a few bites before he declared "the cheese tasted funny like pickle juice or something."  I was not about to wait another 20 minutes for them to make another burger so I somehow got him to eat most of it even with the pickle juice taste on it. 

Riley of course has to go to the bathroom during our meal too.  When I left to help him Austin started fussing so I let him go in the men's room alone to go poop.  He came out when he was done, with his pants up at least, asking if I could check his butt.  He is not the best wiper and at home he always wants us to check and make sure it is wiped good but at the restaurant I could have done without a butt check. 

Finally we were about done eating and I was getting ready to go.  The waitress comes over and asks if the kids would like their ice cream cones now or to go.  What do you think they wanted?  They wanted them now.  So we got some tall, soft serve, drippy, messy cones for my kids to eat with just me trying to keep them from making a huge mess.  That was a challenge when both cones were dripping all over.  Fun times at A & W.   

So that was my day. 

There is always tomorrow.=)