... after several chances to make the right choice, unfortunately broke my heart and chose to be grounded tonight. That did not make for a good remainder of the evening.
And unfortunately, again, said cutie pie woke up in just as bad of a mood as he went to bed in and this morning was no better, resulting in another broken heart by Momma from more poor choices by this guy.
Please tell me I'm not the only Momma out there who goes in the bathroom and cries when she has to discipline her children?
Anyway, back to my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
The dog (Layla) woke me up with her endless barking.
My hair looks horrible.
My outfit is bad.
I didn't have time to eat breakfast.
I have to work through lunch (and have no work to do).
I hate, absolutely hate, the fact that my baby will be spending the evening in his room instead of playing outside with his friends and this will, inturn, make me sad the entire day. (I do, however, take some comfort in knowing that it is absolutely necessary for him to learn the consequences of his actions and would rather that I be sad than to have him grow up without learning this valuable lesson. *sigh*)
I wish I had stayed in bed.
Here's hoping tomorrow will be better.