Day 2 of 14

Alright, before I begin I want to say I realized tonight that I have made a mistake and missed a word on my blog name. I feel like a fool but it's "The Life OF A Busy Housewife.

This day has topped terrible days by far.

I decided today that it won't hurt anything to get Gibson's eyes and hearing checked before he starts Kindergarden. The lady at the optometrist desk was great. She was helpful, cheery and pleasant to talk to. The Dr. at the hearing clinic on the other hand was a total douche bag. I went in and Gibson sat at a chair playing quietly with his cars while I waited for the Dr. to finish with an elderly lady. He looked at me and told me I couldn't have my kids in there cause he's allergic to kids. Children are not bugs, they are not dirt, they are not diseased. They are tiny human lives that deserve the same treatment as any other human being. Dr. Douche gave me a phone number, address and name of a different clinic that would let my kids in. Never have I ever been so happy to leave an office in my life. I wish he was wearing a name tag so I could report him. Even still, I don't think it would do me any good. I'll never walk into that place again.

At lunch, the waiter screwed up Izaac's order and got him chicken instead of fish. Asked if I wanted it taken back but the poor guy was so hungry that I just said I would take it so he could eat. THEN I find a hair in his fruit salad! Really?!? How can 1 place screw up over and over on one single meal?

After leaving there, I decided to wash the truck. It was so filthy that I couldn't even open it without having to use a wet nap to wash my hands. After 45 minutes or so of scrubbing I finally get released from the hold of the tiny carwash. I didn't even turn out of the parking lot yet when a moron in a little Chevy hits a puddle right in front of me and trashed the hard work and sweat I put into beautifying our machine. Total piss-off!

It's ok though, after all that we went through today I managed to put a smile on my face and do what I do best: Love my babies and have a helluva time with them before bed.

We had ourselves a mini finger painting party!

This is what they came up with: (Gib's is on the left, Izaac's is to the right)

I think they did pretty good considering they are 4 years old and almost 11 months old.

Hopefully tomorrow will be better....