There are some days, I just need to write here for my own sanity. What you see above is a picture of Bella's nails, just after she painted them. You read that right, after SHE painted them. In fairness to Bella, she asked for "makeup" and "pretty toes" hours before. Guess mom just didn't deliver in time.
This was at the end of a day when she tried to change her own poopy diaper.
Then she drank a few ounces of mouthwash. Luckily it was childrens mouthwash so it wasn't a toxic amount. Poison control was very nice. Good thing I called them, I'd been trying to make her throw up (PS. that is wrong.) Michael (the good Scout) was home sick and he was there with his first aid book telling me that I should stop, but sadly I didn't listen until I talked to Poison Control. That will teach me, I should know by now that Michael IS, in fact, smarter than me... :)
I would like to note here that I also tried to call Derek several times because he is, technically, 911 but he wouldn't answer. (Oh the ironry!) When I finally DID reach him, he said "I could have told you not to make her throw up, and with kids mouthwash of course she is ok.... Well that's just what happens when I am left to my own devices in an emergency! Now you all know.
So.......... then she decided to paint her toes, and arms, and sink, and stomach with a few different shades of nail polish. Needless to say, I missed my PTO meeting last night AND instead of getting to go on a date before our Temple Recommend interview, we got to take Bella out to dinner.
After her day, I didn't dare leave that child unattended - well I guess I mean without a parent. (Although, my sweet husband was kind enough to remind me that I was in charge of Bella when she got into so much trouble.... thanks....)
Good news is, today has to be better, right? Happy to report that so far, she's only colored on herself with magic marker once! I am happy for any improvement AT ALL today!
Feeling better already.