Small Glass Swans Do Not Fly

Well...my productive day.....had a few bumps. We were supposed to out of the house by 11am. It was a beautiful sunny day. I had a schedule, it was written out with where I needed to go and what I needed to do, it was all timed out. It was perfect; the girls even planned who would sit in the front seat between each errand; which meant there would be no fighting. I was going to get it all done...returning school cloths that just didn't fit, getting some copies made, Costco run, PT, Girl Scout office, Wal-Mart...It was all laid out...then the unexpected.

I was just trying to print out one more application, I could drop it off after the Costco, the girls were supposed to be getting lunch....then WHAM.....

K was dancing on the kitchen counters...I guess that’s how she figures out what she wants to eat...or maybe she was doing a food dance hoping something would fall out of the sky...whatever it was it was probably due to the ¼ cup of sugar I found in the bottom of her honeycombs bowl (from breakfast)…..

Well anyway she was DANCING on the counter; she must have had some arm motion going because she knocked the smallest most fragile glass vase off from above cupboard. It went EVERYWHERE….the dinning room, living room, all over the counters, Kitchen floor, and silverware drawer, sink…. I am thankful that someone finally remembered to put the lid back on the peanut butter jar. I spent an hour or more cleaning up glass.

By the time the girls ate lunch we were 2 hours off schedule, T was late for the Physical Terrorist, again, and I didn’t get all the errands done. So hi ho hi ho it’s back to Costco I go!! oh yeah and more school shopping!!