I sometimes wonder how we mothers ever manage to get through the 2 year old stage. We love our children so much, but then they have a moment or a day, or a week or whatever that I think "Oh my gosh, I can't take it even one more minute".
I love my little Joseph to death. He is so sweet, but today, I am exhausted. I have been working on a 1500 piece jigsaw puzzle, and have worked on it for weeks. It's very hard. I came in this morning, and he had totally destroyed it. Then he dumped out all of Jacoys red nail polish, and painted his clothes, and all his fingers(beautiful), then we went to walmart to the vision center for Ammons eye appt. and he messed up all the toys, dumped out the crayons, and when I was cleaning that up, ran out and was touching all the glasses. The we were walking down the isle to the electronics, and he kept reaching out and knocking things off the shelves. Needless to say, I was so irritated by the time we got to the car. I just want to scream. I hope tomorrow is a better day.