Rough Day

So yesterday morning was just fine but by afternoon things went a bit downhill for a bit.

Dalton, as I'd mentioned, was in an awful mood and I put him down for his nap a bit early. Well, he wasn't any better when he woke up. I actually tried to get him back to sleep after awhile. He was calm and happy while we rocked then Easton came in and well, Dalton wasn't tired anymore after that. But Mommy was!

So then Easton, knowing this, told me I should go crawl in my bed and they'd take care of me. So that's what we did. I laid on the bed and the boys jumped and played around in my room until Easton fell on the elliptical and came up gushing blood from his nose and mouth. Great.


After about 15 straight minutes of him screaming and me trying to get the bleeding under control and figure out just where in the heck it was coming from we finally cleaned him up and moved over to the bed. But he was still crying, and asking, "Mommy can you please help me feel better?" A popsicle and ice cream were both refused. But finally he took me up on a the idea of a bubble bath.

I had wanted to keep Dalton out of the bubbles but it was useless to even try. After he'd soaked his clothes and the floor with Bubba's bath water I just had to give up and stick him in too. Eczema schmeczema.


Easton decided putting on jammies at 3:30 would also help him feel better so both boys got p.j.'ed and I decided I couldn't go shopping to get anything for dinner. Jason and Dalton ate cereal. I ate leftovers. Easton had nada.

Today Jason is on a work ski trip. They pay for a bus for the group, lift tickets, and pizza and beer on the way home. Sounds like a nice day, doesn't it? Jason's been looking forward to it for awhile. Spouses can go if there's room on the bus, but I can't anyway being preggo and all. Oh well. It's gonna be a LONG day for J. He had to be at the bus at 6:45 this morning and they're not planning to be back till at least 7:00 tonight...and you can't forget his commute to and from the bus itself. LONG day. But at least it's one more day I don't have to cook.

I'm here with basement dudes again. And another carpet guy. I'm not looking forward to packing everything up and watching someone move that elliptical to carpet upstairs. The installers will move the big furniture but not all the odds and ends on the bookshelves or bedding or electronics and whatnot. *groan*

When will it end??? It was gonna take 3-4 weeks. I remember that was part of why we picked this guy. However, this is the end of the 6th week...and I know we were gone for a bit. But, people, it was only 3 business days.

My favorite of the basement dudes (Toby the Electrician) just left. We made fun of other basement dude that can't go anywhere without his dog (still 3 turds in my backyard after he "cleaned up"). Then he showed me some stuff in the basement that he did, like how to change the batteries in the smoke detector. I noticed some things on the wall I didn't like (drips of white paint on the blue wall, what appears to be a crack in the ceiling, unfilled nail holes...all the painters fault) so Toby (who pointed out the nail holes to me) showed me how to mark it with painters tape so that Contractor man knows I have "issues" with it. Gotta love Toby. Actually I made the mistake of asking him about his hat and bumper stickers of one of the high schools in the semi-area and he spent half an hour bragging about his overachieving children to me. If they were my kids, I'd be bragging too, though.

Anyway...time to go eat some Nilla wafers and read my book while Easton watches Little Bear. Have a good weekend, everyone!