That was a day.....I have been robbed!

One day with a house full of children and a husband on the end of the phone making demands. Is less than 24 hours much less, everyday has a different number of minutes in an hour and hours in a day. Today was probably about 4 hours long.
I managed to have the children fed and in their clothes by 9 (it is the holidays after all) with the full intention of walking our loopy toodles before we headed to the park. Of course that didn't happen when have I ever made a plan that we stuck to? Michael insisted on me making very quick phone calls for him quick being 9- 11.30 am! The children amused themselves partly, running past shrieking "she spat on me" "he pushed me" while I try to come across as a professional laughing that my high spirited children had entered the room whilst trying to shoot lazors out of my eyes that stop the children in their tracks and glue them silently to their spot. I do not succeed they continue running and shouting like hooligans.
With the phone calls made my husband happy and me finally able to get out of my very attractive pyjamas I come down stairs to what only can be described as a tornados path. How could I not have noticed while I was on the phone pillows, clothes debris of jenga the lovely puppy has got to. Wait what was that amongst it all.... My business bank account fob in thousands of pieces on the floor. I turn to the dog the cute puppy that has made my crazy morning tip over the edge into a nightmare i am going to be late its 11.30 by the time the mess is tidied and lunch is eaten and cleared away, the park will not happen and i hate to let people down especially friends. The tips of my ears are hot and theirs no turning back "get out" I scream. The dg knows the drill she's been bad and the best thing to do is leave the room until my ears cool down.


How quickly it all changes sandwich lunch and a trip to the park, a hot chocolate, cake and adult conversation and I am back. The dog is walked bacon pasta for tea the tornado forgotten (but not completely gone...come on i am not superwoman) and its time for snuggles on the sofa before bed.

We all have our bad moments but its the good ones that we all remember I love my big/ little family and wouldn't have it any other way.