one fricking week...

Holy hell - it's been a week. To break it down...

Oliver got Lennon's virus from the week before. Two days of a high temp. Cranky toddler means miserable parents. We FINALLY got rain. Woo-hoo. With the rain and sickness, we decided to paint the house after living here for 4 years. My mother-in-law promised to watch the kids. At the last moment, she was "too busy". Don't get me started on how someone who doesn't work can be too busy to see her grandkids. So we painted with two kids. Oliver kept himself busy with the Wii. Lennon did not. I'll leave it at that. Oliver's 4th birthday was on Wednesday. We took a break to go to the Children's Museum. It was fun, but apparently it's where every single stay-at-home mom goes at 10:30AM. Thursday was Oliver's check-up. One word: shots. Friday and Saturday we spent the day trying to put the house back together and clean up (because we also have family coming over to celebrate ONE more day for Oliver's birthday) all while Lennon came down with another virus or ear infection or throat infection or who the hell knows what. Saturday night, she spent midnight to 5AM screaming. And I mean, SCREAMING. She stopped screaming and slept in that time frame for maybe 30 minutes. No sleep for anyone (except Oliver - thankfully). She finally fell asleep sitting up in a chair (because she has a terrible stuffy nose) at 5AM and woke up at 8:30Am.

I am tired. I am cranky. I am exhausted, physically, emotionally, and mentally. I am ready for this week to be O-V-E-R.