Tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow will be better.

It was a rough day. I’m not going to lie. First, I may have totally jinxed myself with that last post, because Eva would not sleep for me today. Granted there was intermittent hammering sessions going on (I’ll get to that in a minute) but even when there wasn’t … she just wouldn’t. And Ella would not stop asking me for things or ignoring me when I asked her for things. Getting her to comply with the teeth brushing and dressing in the morning may just be what sends me to the loony bin.

Ella knows somehow when she’s pushing me to the edge though and usually saves herself at the last minute by saying something really sweet.

Today in the car she said. “Thank you for buying me lunch Mommy.” Then added “Are you happy now?”

In other news, our laundry hall closet is being turned into an awesome mudroom with lockers and baskets that makes my little organization loving heart putter. I can’t help but show a sneak preview. Tomorrow it will be painted and the hooks and final touches will be added.

Baby love

She’ll be six months old next week. And suddenly everything’s clicking. She sleeps all night. She’s so happy. No more crying when I leave. She loves playing with toy and she loves to eat. Six months is good. I’m so glad to be here.

Sister love

They’re getting sweeter everyday.

The honeymoon’s over

Yesterday I heard Ella yell this at Eva, “We’re not best friends anymore, Eva! That’s too bad!”

By the way, Ella often shouts ‘That’s too bad!’ when she’s upset about something. She used to yell ‘Fine then!’ But now she yells, ‘That’s too bad!’ It doesn’t even make sense most of the time.

And FYI. Eva didn’t even do anything of course. Ella was mad she couldn’t get her princess cash register to work right. I fixed it and they’re friends again. The life of a 3-year-old is a real roller coaster.