Tired, frustrated, late

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.