
Finally the Pop-tart ended up on the ground in a million pieces and that's when little man's heart just broke and he threw himself down on the ground in a fit. All the while, I'm trying to get the dog back in the house. She then jumps up on me and leaves two wonderfully perfect muddy footprints on my freshly-pressed white shirt.
Regroup, pick little man off the ground, persuade Lulu back in the house with a treat and to the laundry room for some Shout. Lulu is back in her crate, new Pop-tart for little man and I've scrubbed the muddy off my shirt - cute outfit rescued and everyone is happy. All managed without me losing it. That's what being a mom is all about!
Oh no! It sounds like a Tide commercial or something! :)
ReplyDeleteGOSH, you have much more patience than me girl!
ReplyDeleteHaha, way to keep your cool Mommy!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations!!
ReplyDeleteYou're not a mom, you're a superhero! Oh yeah, that's what a mom is. :-)
ReplyDeleteI've had many similar mornings but probably didn't handle it as well as you did. Kudos to you!