Adventures: Mental Breakdown Central!

So I wanted this blog to be a DIY for less than five dollars Halloween decorations (don't worry ... I will do that tomorrow) ... but no ... apparently I did not anticipate that girls hormones sync up no matter what the age ... that's right ... you heard me correctly ... girls sync up ... kill me (really it should be poor R).

I know you are dying to hear my stories ... yeaaaa .... whellp ... too bad ... you are going to hear them anyway!

I didn't feel particularly on edge today ... in fact I thought it was going to be a pretty good day .... well ... E thought otherwise ... from right when she woke up she was in that fit-throwing mood ... not to pat my own back ... again ... but I think I handled it pretty well!

The day went on until we hit lunch ... oh lunch ... hello again my fit-throwing daughter ... I missed you this hour you were gone ... not ... lunch went a lot like this ... "mom my sandwich isn't cut (she was standing in front of the fridge ... her sandwich was cut) ... no mom it's not I promise" "go look at it Em" ... "but mom my sandwich is stale ... this corner is broken, the crust is not good" "just try it Em ... would you like to drink your milk" "mom I think this milk is yucky ... is it yucky?" "no Em, the milk is yummy" "what mom" "yummy" "what mom ... I can't hear you" "(lounder) Yummy" "ow mom, your hurting my ears ... I'm so full ... you yelled at me and hurt my ears ... I can't eat anymore" "you don't have to eat anymore if you are full ... I can save it for later ... we just have to go to quiet time now" "nooooooo ... I'm not full ... I don't want to go to quiet time now ... this sandwich is yucky ... I don't want to eat my carrots ... I'm full" ... now ... this was all followed by streams of tears ... luckily I was still in a good mood and just sat and held her.

Then came my turn ... that's right ... my turn.

After quiet time we went shopping ... see ... my sister-in-law (the same one who listened to my "I hate children" rant) has her baby shower on Saturday and I am in works to make something awesome ... I just might do a DIY on it after I give it to her ... well ... for this gift you need diapers and a bottle and receiving blankets and so on (don't worry ... I know you have already guessed what it is ... but news flash ... you are wrong ... it will be so much better than that!) ... well ... I thought I knew at least a little about babies ... apparently I was wrong ... I had NO idea what I should get ... I tried over and over again to get a hold of my mom for help but she was somewhere in between work and home ... hello moma tears ... "where is my mom ... I can't do this without her ... how am I supposed to be a mom with her living in Texas ... what am I supposed to do when I have my own ... I need my mommy ... I cannot be a mom without my mom ... what am I doing" ... yea ... that really happened.

So that was our day ... breakdown central ... on all sides ... I feel so bad for R sometimes

Things to take away -

Apparently girls emotions sync up no matter the age - advise your men to head for this hills because this is happening ... no way to avoid it ... men are SOL ... I wonder how hubbys who have four daughters and no sons do it?
I really have no legit advice for days like today ... scream ... cry a little ... ummm ... good luck ... If E and I can get through it so can you!

WELL ... lets not be all dramatic and depressing ... l'll leave you with these amazing pictures of E and I getting ready for our dance party that she and I had: