One Doosy of a Mother's Day

I should have known today would be a little "off" when Brian gets a phone call at 6:00 this morning that his employees can't get in the building. The opening manager had forgotten about coming in...so Brian had to drive 40 minutes to work to let them in. Thank goodness he was back in time to help me get the girls ready for church.

Church was fantastic with a wonderful sermon from our pastor. We then went to pick the girls up and Brian couldn't find our security tag to pick them up. I am very thankful for the security at our church...but goodness gracious it is hard to get a new tag. Finally we were able to pick up the girls.

We then headed to Bowling Green to have lunch with the family (15 of us at lunch) and the girls fought the entire way there. I just knew it was going to be a very long day. We got to the restaurant and it only got worse. Finally, Brian took Molly by the hand and led her outside and to the car to have "a talk." On the way, Molly began to make excuses...the conversation went like this:

Molly: Da..da..da..daddy, are we going to the car? (she was stuttering)
Daddy: Yes
Molly: Da..da..da..daddy, am I gonna get a spanking?
Daddy: Yes
Molly: Da..da..da..daddy, would you do it really soft?

Well, Brian began laughing so hard...which made Molly start laughing and Brian wasn't even mad anymore. He couldn't spank her. Now, either Brian is a complete pushover (which he is with the girls) or Molly has his number... (I believe this is the case as well).

On the way back home, Molly continued to get in trouble with her daddy. It really was just a miserable hour and a half ride back home. When we got home, I had to run to Walmart and Brian said he was putting the girls down for a nap and taking one himself. So, off I went...thankful for a break from the drama. When I arrived home about an hour and half later, I was met at the door by the girls. I said, "did you take a nap?" They said, "no." I said, "where is daddy?" They said, "asleep." Right then and there I sensed a problem brewing. I went in and woke up Brian to inform him that they girls had never been asleep. After a little while, I went into the girls room to put something away and realized that something had gone very wrong in that bedroom. What I proceeded to see was half of their clothes that had once been hanging in their closet thrown all over the floor. I then noticed something on the dresser...it was ointment. It was not only ALL OVER the dresser, but it was also rubbed on the beds, the carpet and the walls. My first reaction was the summon the girls into the room to make them clean it up...then I realized that I was just as mad at Brian. You see....9 times out of 10 when I leave the house, the girls get into something...and I mean BIG trouble and he never seems to realize it. So..I spent the next hour of my afternoon cleaning up very greasy stuff off of their entire room.

So, you think my story is over, right....NOPE! A couple of hours pass and my mother comes over for a little while. We were chatting and I noticed that Molly was spinning around and around in the kitchen and just as I was about to say, "be careful" she becomes very dizzy and she slams into the cabinets and then slams onto the floor. She becomes hysterical...gigantic knot appears on her head. I picked her up quickly, got ice for her head, and wanted to go straight for the conversation about "that's what happens when you spin around..." but somehow it just wasn't appropriate at that time.

Well, very soon after this, the girls went to bed and thus ends Mother's Day 2010. I'm thinking that I won't be wishing this day to come again soon next year.