I need a time out

Well...did I mention that Ben is a ball of energy...here's how my afternoon went..at least the highlights:

Take Cailey and Ben to Subway for lunch - they are "out" of toys for their KidsPack which causes Cailey to declare that life isn't worth living if she can't have the toy (okay those are my words...but that's basically what she said)...but it could possibly get better if they substitute a cookie...ahhhh...a born negotiator. Ben precedes to pull all the cups out of the cup holder thing on the counter while I am signing the credit card slip...and then made a full run towards the chip display (that's like pure joy for a toddler)...I think I stepped on/jumped over some other customers on my way to grab him before he pulled the whole darn thing down.

Once home with our Subway, Cailey decides she's not that hungry after-all. Does anyone want to adopt a 6 year old? :o) I clean up lunch that Ben threw on the floor because he was "all done" and thought screaming "all done" at me wasn't clear.

Put Ben down for a much needed nap...his...but I could have used one. Write in the blog - which caused me to get in the shower late and have to hurry, hurry to get ready...oops.

Wake Ben up (early - he only got about 1 hour) from his nap so we can drive 20 minutes to Parker Adventist for their appointment.

Get to the ENT office where Ben really put me through the ringer...hhhmmm let's see...in the two hours we were there, Ben cried (when I say cry, I mean SCREAM) because he wanted crayons that another little girl had and wouldn't share (I didn't expect her to), cried because we had to leave the toys to go to the exam room, cried because Cailey was sitting in the big chair, cried because Cailey moved and sat in the little chair, found a way to turn on all the equipment in exam room, smashed crackers on the floor, pulled everything out of the diaper bag, spread toys from one end of the office to the other...as I am picking up one mess...he's onto the next...and finally, tore one book they had stored in a drawer - he would have torn others, but I moved all the books out of reach...so he cried. I am really glad the doctor seemed to have a good sense of humor and enjoys kids! :o) They said he could come back in two months...God help them :o) :o)

Then, we had to drive across town (40 minutes) to a Vet Hospital where Cailey's Girl Scout troop was meeting to earn their animal patch. At the Vet Hospital, Ben sat in the stroller for all of about 20 minutes before he started to scream to get out. I let him out and tried to hold him...yeah right...he's 32 pounds and when he wants down...he wants down. I put him down to see the dogs...he screamed in excitment which scared the poor Great Dane (yes, a Great Dane) and the dog began to shake. At which point I directed him away from the dog and Ben really let the tantrum fly...straighten out, limp body falling to the floor...I put him back in the stroller while cried because he wanted to pet all the dogs. I took him outside and waited for Cailey to finish her tour of the Vet Hospital. Nice.

We went to dinner and Ben wasn't any better - I left an extra tip for the waiter/bus boy.

I have handed the kids over to Scott, poured a glass of wine, and I am going to bed. :o)