- Finally getting a letter of notification about the grad school application I worked all year on stating that No. I did not get in. (To my credit my admissions counselor stated that she couldn't believe this either and is going to be investigating the situation on my behalf to perhaps determine what the cause of such a decision was.)
- It was so ridiculously hot today that nowhere - inside, outside, wherever - was comfortable to be. Miss A stayed home from school today in an effort to salvage this into a "family day" and we tried to go out and play in the pool and make mud pies but we honestly couldn't it was too hot! It was SO hot that the pool was unavailable for the most part because of this...
- And Miss A has been a real piece of work today. SERIOUSLY. I feel like after today I have been officially inducted into the world of survival of parenting through the "terrible threes." It's to the point where I feel like (perhaps?) we could rightfully change Miss A's name to Ramona Quimby - ever heard of her?
Anyway... back to what has made this the most annoying day in the world...
Well, all day long she has just been very challenging. Her latest "thing" is insisting on digging into her winter wardrobe. It has been nothing but a battle with her every time I try and get her dressed because all she wants to wear are long-sleeves, long pants, sweatshirt jackets, wool hats, and furry boots. It's gotten so bad that I've just let her wear what she wants but I just have made a rule that she can't go outside in whatever she's wearing because she will absolutely roast if she is not in air conditioning wearing what she's wearing. Earlier this evening I felt like I had a small win when she finally relented and asked me to take off the sweatshirt jacket she was wearing OVER a long sleeved shirt but she still wouldn't let me change into something a lot cooler. *so annoying!* In the midst of us trying to pick her pajamas she threw herself down on the ground and I actually had to fuss at her and say something along the lines of, "ABSOLUTELY NOT. I WILL NOT HAVE YOU WEARING THAT SO YOU END UP PASSING OUT FROM HEAT STROKE." She refused to listen to me and I only was able to get her to calm down because I changed the subject and suggested we go "swimming" in the bathtub because wouldn't that be so much fun?
Earlier (before the aforementioned pajama incident) she tromped off to the bathroom to "go potty" by herself and forbid me from following her in because she needed her "privacy" and would do everything herself. She wasn't in there ever 30 seconds and I went it to check on her and this is what I found...
After that (sorry, this is a little out of sequential order) she was taking her bath and I was trying to wash her hair and she laid back and I noticed she had a mouth full of something unidentifiable. I asked her about it and at first she said it was nothing but I was concerned and demanded (in my most stern voice, no less) that she tell me EXACTLY what she had in her mouth and she looked at me all big-eyed and said, "The WINDOW." *Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!* She had SERIOUSLY been peeling off paint chips from the window sill in the living room and was CHEWING on them like the were Bubbalicious!!! Since when did my kid become the kid who ate paint chips??!!!! And what did I do in reaction? Well, I, thinking about the LEAD that could have been in the paint, couldn't contain myself and started yelling at her, "We NEVER EAT THE WINDOW! WE NEVER EVER EVER EVER(!!!) EAT THE WINDOW!!! EVER!!!"
I've had it with this day. I have honestly and truly HAD IT.
I need to decompress STAT.
Please excuse me while I go and eat whipped cream straight from the can.
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