Morning

I started my day thinking wow, I get to watch what I want on the TV this morning{my oldest daughter is with my parents}, spend time with my baby, workout and water my new landscaping. IN less than 2 hours later calling my husband asking do you think Emme will have a black eye, did you see my tulips, and when will you be home?

Oh how quickly mornings and events get out of control. So around 6:00 am my sweet baby girl woke up in a great mood. She is very independent and has a new sound a high pitched screech. We got into bed with Daddy who was sleeping in, Emme immediately stands up on the bed trying to walk across the bed to wake her Daddy. She went down too many pillows on the bed, that made her let out a huge screech right in her Daddy's ear. I chuckled, good for her. So we are all up I have been trying to getting ready for my mother in law, husbands grandmother, parents, sister and her husband to come over for Easter so I am picking up the baby is playing and my husband is showering when I see it.... it is his clothes on the floor I want to kill him. Why as a 32 year old man can he not put them in the hamper, in the laundry room, I don't know anywhere other than the floor I have just uncovered from the previous weeks worth clothes he discarded on the floor? I will never understand. This is when the morning starts to spiral.

Next I am trying to get ready to workout I can not find any of my workout pants, I look in the washer and there is a tiny load of like three thing and a pile of wet clothes on top of the dryer. I looked in the dryer nothing...Ugh... I slap the wet clothes in the dryer. You have got to be kidding me. So I proceed to go downstairs with the baby feed her and try and wash the cereal bowls that have been left out over night with dried milk on the bottom, all I ask is to put some water in them so I am not wrangling with dried milk in the morning. Anyway, I think of the positive aspects of caring for three kids...yes one of them is a very tall some what manly but I do love them all three. I am happy to have alone time with my baby it has been awhile. I am happy I get to workout. It is going to be a good day.

The baby and I are playing and as I said she is walking. All she wants to do is walk. Well she walked right into the corner of my computer and that was the end of it. She cried and cried, poor baby I think gave herself a black eye, there is a large black mark I am not sure if it is going to be a full blown black eye, but she would have none of the boo bunny I tried to place on it. So I finally get her calmed down we are playing again but she is really kinda had it. Then she gets on of her stars, you know what they are supposed to be really easy to dissolve, well she sucks it right into her windpipe and chokes, turns red and I have to put her on my knee and pat her back really hard. That was all she wrote, I made her a bottle feed her, read to her and put her back to bed. Surprisingly she laid right down and was happy to be there.

So now I am alone Emme's asleep, Alexis is at my parents, I am not going to get to workout, the easter pictures are going to have the baby with a black eye, I have so much cleaning to do....LORDY I FEEL OVERWHELMED.... and the day started out with such high expectations. I walk outside to get some fresh air and see my new flowers, I am enjoying just being in our beautiful front yard, then I see it those Damn Deers have eaten EVERYONE of my tulips pulled them right out of the ground. I do not like hunting but right now if I had a 22 gauge rifle and a deer in sight I would shoot!!!!