What a hellacious day.

Two little kids that are sick really sucks. Two little kids that are sick for a whole frickin week is horrible.

Today was the first day in a week that my son didn't have a fever and his cough was sounding like everything was starting to break up in his little body. My daughter was feeling better too and so my husband took her to school this morning. On the days that she goes to school, which is only 3 days a week, it's just me and the boy. It's mommy-Axton bonding time. We do special stuff together and if it's icky out we just cuddle and watch TV together. He's a snuggler, which I never got with my daughter.

I don't know what kind of evil came into my son today but it was bad. Every time I turned around he was into something he knows he's not supposed to touch or trying to smack me or pulling stuff off of hangers at the store. This is not the kid I knew from just yesterday.

Then, I think thank God, it's 1:30 and that means NAP TIME!!! But I put him in his room and he's not sleeping. I hear noises from the monitor that sound like he's throwing things around his room. He's not even two years old yet so I know he's not going through his too-old-for-naps stage. This is not my child. And after about 45 minutes I tell him to come downstairs. I had started painting on a canvas and he is just into everything. Every two minutes trying to grab the lid to the paint, smushing my $20 brushes into the table attempting to ruin them and insisting on walking around the table that my water jar and paint pallette is on. OH MY GOD!

It just got worse when I picked my daughter up from school at 5:00. But I cooked, ate and cleaned up dinner by the time my husband came home and the kids were in bed by 7. Well, at least that's when I left the second floor and told my husband to take over and I was "clocked out" for the day.

Made myself a drink and I am now vegging in front of the boob tube.