Yesterday it was like this:
School went fine. We painted. Felicity was crying over everything. Lunch ended up on the floor, with a broken pot handle and a hole in the linoleum. I'm not really sure how. I was trying to add the cheese sauce to the pasta and the next thing I know it was on the floor. There was enough pasta left in the pot for the kids to eat cold with their veggies by the time I finished cleaning up sometime after 1:00 pm. I ate veggies with dip.
I was really looking forward to supper. I was making broccoli and eggs. In between changing diapers and being a mom the eggs were not edible, so I sprinkled the cheese on the broccoli and gave the kids broccoli and buttered bread for dinner. Jeff came home to a plate of broccoli with cheese at his spot. I ate my broccoli and some trail mix.
I was rather disappointed. I mean, who wouldn't be after two ruined meals, a hole in the linoleum and the pot I use the most with a broken handle.
Later I ate some crackers with peanut butter.