"Nothing mommy! I am doing nothing!"

Those words ALWAYS mean she is doing something. That something usually means that she is coloring on a laptop, coloring on a chair, or on a wall, or on herself. She could be emptying the fridge, dumping out the baking soda on the floor and playing with her toys in it (why she does this is beyond me!) or coating the upstairs bathroom in toothpaste!

Today, the phrase "Nothing mommy! I am doing nothing!" means she is coloring things with felts. I have taken about 30 away from her, and put them all in front of my face, so she cannot have access to them again. I honestly did not know we had so many felt pens in this house! She thinks I don't know what she is doing, but I don't think she is old enough right now to realize that I have eyes in the back of my head, and I ALWAYS know what she is doing! (Ok, maybe not, but when she is in my peripheral vision, and has a felt pen, and I then hear scratching sounds, I can put 2 and 2 together)

My 8 year old I think has regressed into toddler temper tantrums, and it is driving me nuts! She whines, and complains about everything! There is never anything to do, no one to play with, and I am so unfair, and never let her do anything! *whine* *whine* *whine* I don't think this stage will end soon!

I think I will just have to be taken away in a straight jacket, and go to the funny farm... at least that will be a nice holiday!

Now back to your regularly scheduled Saturday.

You know what I hate more than being sick, being sick and having bad days.... I have had probably the most stressful week on the planet, and being sick has added to that stress factor 10 times!!!!

Sometimes I hate work, but othertimes, work hates me ;)

I did find time to laugh.... I started reading a new blog (the link is to your left) and her humor, and sarcasm in the day to day parenting has brought tears to my eyes and has made me realize that there is humor in bad days... (And made me thankful that I stopped at 2 kids) My 3 year old is almost as *creative* as her 3 year old, and I made an instant mental note to NEVER get them together ;)

Well, off to start my Thursday, and hopefully it is better than my Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday...

Just one side note, Please keep the Thompson family in your thoughts today, as they bury their son. 24 years is too young... I wish I could be at the funeral, but alas, the thing called work prevents me from being there. I am there in thoughts, and spirit.