Poor Piglet, my 2 year old, is sick. Illness in a 2 year old is generally expressed in waves of epic tantrums. Piglet woke up crying and making whiny little raspy sounds that might have been words. I could have racked up major Mommmy Karma last night if not for the 3 previous nights of Piglet-related lack of sleep--instead I was frustrated and grouchy. I whined back begging Piglet to PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SLEEP!!!
Getting dressed was a major battle, getting into the car seat took 2 adults, there was screaming and the like all the way this morning. Poor little piggy.
I was late to work, naturally, and the pile on my desk is insane.
There is not enough coffee in the world. Ugh.