One of Those Days

Today is one of THOSE days, its official!!!!!! You know the ones I mean.  I intended doing so much today but now half the day is gone and i am no further forward.  The child is doing his tasmanian devil impression leaving a trail of destrurction in his wake. We follow each other in a perpetual circle of frustration, me trying to clean up as he attempts to empty the toy box. I swear as I stand on a train, he laughs.  As i kneel on the floor moping up milkshake he has decided was surplus to requirement he seizes the moment to play horses and clambers on my back.  Arms wrapped round my neck as I struggle to disengage myself from his grasp. I go to the kitchen to wash pots, he goes quiet.  Upon my return the dog now bares a green streak across the top of his head, the source unknown hidden from my searching eyes.  I long for the days when he was little and an afternoon nap gave the chance to catch my breath and possible catch up on the chaos,  Now the only one who needs the nap is me.  Soon we are going out for sunday dinner, daddy’s idea.  I should be looking forward to not cooking instead all i think of is how to keep him in his seat, to try to stop the carnage he will be able to create in public. Maybe the ball pool will wear him out but as it is one of those days I doubt it. More likely I will have to wade amongst the plastic, brightly coloured spheres and drag him back to the table kicking and screaming.  The main problem is when it is one of those days by the time they finally are worn out and fall asleep, laying in bed reverted to cherub like states is that I am too tired to do anything else myself except curl up and slumber awaiting the start of another day.