November 4, 2010 at 3:51 am 1 comment

The mouse has never been seen again. I think I terrified him.

There is a funky smell emanating from the wall, and that could be him, and I’m okay with that.

Changing gears…

Wednesdays are becoming the most stressful day of the week for me. First of all, the girls and I load up and leave around 1:45 on Wednesday to pick up Aidan from school, and don’t come home until around 8:00 pm. It’s a long afternoon. We drive the half hour to his school, sit in line, then once he joins our party in the minivan, we have to think of something to do for an hour and a half before his piano lesson.

So far, we’ve hit up the library, Target, my mom and dad’s house, Kroger, CVS, the mall, Barnes and Noble…and we’re running out of options.

Today, however, we had a little bit of action. Aidan got in the van and immediately grabbed the Learning Express Toys catalog from the front seat. As he was moving to his place on the third row, Paisley asked if she could see the catalog. He said no, but he said it really harshly.

Homegirl didn’t respond well.

She threw the helicopter she was holding (from a Wendy’s kids’ meal) and it popped Molly in the eyelid.


The skin on the eyelid is very tender, and it split instantly and blood was everywhere. Molly put her hand to her face and when she saw the blood on her hand…


The screams were fierce, ya’ll.

Paisley and Aidan immediately began apologizing, and tried to out-apologize each other. “Mama! I’m so sorry I threw that toy!” “Mama! I’m so sorry I made Paisley mad! I made her do it, Mama! It’s my fault!” “No it isn’t, Aidan! It’s my fault! I’ll never throw a toy again, everrrrrr!”

When you mix those screams in with the crying, it makes for a DEEELIGHTFUL afternoon!

So, we headed to the pediatrician, because I’m the queen of self-doubt. I think the hardest thing about being a parent is wondering if you’ve done too much or too little. The cut in her eyelid was open, so it needed to be held together, but I wasn’t sure if she needed a stitch or not. So everyone was freaked out when I pulled into the doctor’s office.

Long story short (too late), she got a little bit of Steri-strip tape to hold it together and she left smiling. All three kids got suckers, and I got to pay a co-pay, which doesn’t make sense because I’m the one who will suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.

Then we headed to piano lessons. Aidan goes in and plays his heart out (he’s doing really well) and the girls and I sit on the benches in the front yard and play games for half an hour. This works fine, until Paisley has to go to the bathroom. She does this every week. So far, the piano teacher hasn’t kicked us out, but I feel it’s coming.

Then we go to church, where I maneuver through the supper line and buy meals for kids who don’t eat them, and just get ice cream. Then they go to their class and I go to choir, but would rather curl up in a chair and sleep for fourteen hours. Then I wrangle them to the van and we head home.

Wednesdays are LONG, y’all. Oh, and the kicker to the whole bloody eyelid story? We were on our way to the mall. I lost out on a pair of brown printed tights (my shopping goal for the week) because my three year old couldn’t control her pitching arm.

So…in the words of Miss Scarlett, “Tomorrow is another day.”


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  • 1. Jane Wilson  |  November 8, 2010 at 6:06 pm

    Sounds familiar. When our children were little and we had days like this, Steve and I would look at each other and say, “Everyone says, ‘Just enjoy it while you can!'”

    I’m glad that Molly is okay.


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