Gooood Monday morning! Its going to be one of those Mondays, I'm afraid.
DUG is still breathing.
S'anah pooped in the floor despite spending 20 minutes outside.
Caillou doesn't want his bottle this morning, but he doesn't NOT want his bottle either. He is being fussy and whiney and I don't know what he wants.
Izzy-Belle-Diva-Bossy-Britches threw a fit because she wouldn't sit so she didn't get a yummy. Now she won't speak to me. Brat.
And to top everything off I have that really nervous/anxious/sick feeling in my stomach for some reason.
Lord, I hope this day gets better.
__________________ Aerrica, and Norman RIP my sweet Poopanut |