And my day begins!

I had such a lovely start this morning! I had to be my fiance's alarm clock because we both forgot to set the alarm. Then I get to enjoy his complaining when I told him that we have a class we need to go to tonight--fun, fun!! So he leaves after 50 good-byes and I then have to go and wake up my eight year old for school. Now that is something that I can REALLY call fun!! Usually he pulls this crap of crying, pouting, whining, and just refusing to get up, but since I am the one that's been waking him up lately, he hasn't had the opportunity to pull all of that. So this morning, he was fine until he realizes that I'm waking him up for school...the pouting begins...then the whining. So I had to stand there and make sure he didn't try to pull the whole "I'm pretending to get dressed, but I'm actually going to go back to sleep". As he's getting his clothes, he puts on a pair of pants that he cannot button and starts whining, so I tell him to just get another pair (I'm already sick of the whining) and when he does he by passes three pairs!! So I tell him to just grab a pair and he whines that he can't button any of them. So I tell him that he better find a pair otherwise he will be stuck with me all day and I'll make it a living nightmare for him because I knew he was trying to stay home. He put on the first pair he saw. LOL!!

So he leaves for the bus and all is well...so far. My second oldest , who is only 2, wakes up about half an hour after his big brother leaves. He walked right by me and went in search of big brother to find that he was gone...you could tell that his spirit was just crushed. So I gave him just a few minutes to be by himself, and 10 minutes later I could smell this awful smell. So I go in search of it only to find my poor baby is wrapped up in his big brother's blanket laying on the floor right next to the space heater, and he looked like he wanted to cry. My first reaction was to get him away from the heater without making him mad because he was about to catch the blanket and himself on fire!! But then I laid down there with him and put my arm around him and he cuddled up to my body as close as he could. MAN how depressing is that!! My poor baby!! And what's worse is out of all that my oldest has done to his little brother, his little brother loves him so much!! I wish he could see that and stop hurting him the way he does!!

After all that, it's been a pretty nice and calm day. Now I get to fear the time when everyone comes home...LoL!!