Oh Sunday. Usually such a nice, fun, family filled day. Today, not so much.
Today was filled with the usual. Breakfast and play time with the girls in the morning. Laundry (all day long), a little cleaning up and organizing around the house. Typical chores. I wasn't in the mood to do any shopping, so that didn't get done. Christian took a little nap while the girls napped, and I spent a little time on the computer (amidst the laundry fun). Once the girls were up, we ate some dinner. Sounds like a great day, right...just a relaxing day around the house.
Well, not so much. While everything sounds great and typical, really, it was out of control. The girls were TERRIBLE today. They would not listen to a word we said. They fought and fought all day long. They were violent and aggressive and just downright mean most of the day. Dealing with them took a toll on both of us, so Christian and I were fighting and arguing all day long. This went on from the minute they woke up, all the way through their bath. I finally had enough with them, and with the arguing, that I left him to finish baths and bedtime routine by himself, and took to cleaning the basement to get some aggression out.
Rico has continued to pee on the play mats downstairs, and I've had it with cleaning and sanitizing them over and over again, and the smell just won't go away, so I threw those outside and they are gone for good. I cleaned the carpet and vacuumed. Once I finished, I felt a little calmer, the girls were in bed, and I just went right on to bed myself. I know you are never supposed to go to bed angry, but there was no avoiding that tonight! Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day!
Here are a couple shots of the girls today. Christian is suddenly into having them match (which he would never let me do before). In a few VERY rare moments today, Olivia sat down and watched some TV with Chuy. Amelia is getting REALLY good at shape sorters and the ring tower. I was pretty surprised by her skills actually. Finally, they shared some fruit on their couch. Only, Olivia wasn't being as sweet as it may appear...she'd take a piece of fruit out of the cup, act like she was handing it to Amelia...then throw it on the floor and tell her "go get it sissy". Like she was a dog. Yeah.
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