December 8th, 2004

File under T for TRASH

Getting dressed is a waste of energy this week.

This week is shaping up to be a hellacious one for child behavior.

I've already blogged about Monday. Yesterday, she was reasonably well-behaved until early evening and she went to bed early for that while I cleaned up behind her tornado in the living room. Today's been another horrid day, though right now I'm trying to let go of being upset because I was really looking forward to a cup of broccoli cheese soup from Jason's Deli. We walked out before ordering because she simply would not behave -- talking back, not standing up and finally screaming.

Now she's in her bedroom for a nap and no lunch (she'll have her afternoon snack after she wakes up), Vogon went back to work after dropping us off and telling Laurel I will spank her for throwing things, and I have a headache that's digging in. Whee.

On the bright side, I am now the closest I've been to my pre-pregnancy weight since she was born, so maybe this isn't so bad. There's a lot of clothing I've been storing that should fit me again now.