I hardly think so!

Friday proved to be an exhausting day.  It started out OK. Lara didn’t finally go to sleep until about 10 p.m.  I was going to make her birthday cake that night, only to find at 9:30 at night I was out of oil.  So, it had to wait. I made a batch of icing instead. If I had any idea how Friday was going to go, I probably would have made two batches of icing and made all the colors so it was one less thing to do.  But, Lara slept in until about 8:30, which was nice.  Ethan was 7:30.

We had to run some errands that morning so I could finish getting ready for the birthday party, etc.  They were fine. Then, once we got home. It all came to a halt. Ethan and Lara wanted to eat. So I fed them grilled cheese. Well, at some point, they decided it would be fun to throw their food away. SO, when it was time to go to bed, Ethan freaks out because he wants his grilled cheese. It’s in the trash…obviously I’m not going to let him eat that.

Well, neither child slept during naps.  I did get the cake made and it was cooling nicely.  I figured I could do the crumb coat right after naps and then I’d be ready to start decorating. That was the plan. I still had to clean house and finish getting some stuff done. I also got the tulle cut for the two tu–tu’s I’m making.

Ok, here’s the laundry list of what happened next:

1. While my friend brought some stuff over she picked up for me at Ikea, I came inside to find Ethan running around w/o his pants.  He had pooped and was trying to clean himself up.  This included using almost an entire box of kleenex…which were now in the toilet and trashcan.   I had to stick Ethan in the tub b/c poop was everywhere, then clean the toilet out so it didn’t get clogged, and empty the trash. 

2.  Lara was up at this point.  So, I told them to play quietly while I finished cleaning up. They keep fighting and screaming. I decide to let them try to work this out (as long as no one gets seriously hurt!)  At one point, Ethan was chasing Lara with the bat, so the bat got taken away and thrown into the black hole (AKA: The garage).

3.  We go downstairs and they’re playing.  I realize that I can’t find the green ribbon I bought to make these tu-tus, so I run upstairs to see if I put it up there.  I hear Lara say, “Bye-Bye Mommy”.  SO, I take off running downstairs fearing that they’ve gone out the front door.  I’m yelling for them only to find them walk out of the kitchen.

(Here’s where my nerves were about shot with the next thing they did!)

4.  They had gobs of cake in their mouths. I run to the kitchen to find Abby Cadabby without feet, part of a hand missing and all torn up.  I just about lost it. I told them both to go to their rooms because I couldn’t look at them and I needed a time-out from them.

I made a second cake while they ate their dinner.  They took a bath at 6:15 and were in bed at 7:15.  I was so happy to have a quiet house and get something done.  The cake is finished, fruit cubes made, kitchen cleaned, living room picked up.  Now, just have to dust, vaccuum, and clean the bathroom and finish putting up some decorations.  But, have to do this in between a birthday party this morning and a run to Costco to pick up the sandwich tray and some pizzas.  Should be interesting!

Note to self: NEVER EVER plan a birthday party at the house while the husband is out in the field and no where close to help pull this together! Next year, we’re going somewhere and I’m paying someone else to manage the chaos.