What a week. Oh it started off fine enough. Monday was swim lessons for Irelyn and then a couple of errands before going home. Girls were great until about 1pm and then the aliens must have abducted them or body snatched them because they were not acting like my girls. Irelyn had 2, yes, 2 potty accidents which she hasn't had in months. So I yelled about that. Then there was the bickering between the girls over who could be the princess or the dog or the ___________________ (fill in the blank) in whatever imaginary play they were having. Then the dog peed on the floor. I was washing dishes and I look down and she is just walking in the kitchen peeing. Great! Haven't I dealt with enough bodily fluids for one day?!?! As I'm mopping up the urine, Georgia says "mom, can you log me on to Barbie.com?" Seriously? Can't she see I'm mopping up the dog pee. So I snap at her saying that it isn't the right time to be asking me that question.

We muddled through the rest of the day and thank God tomorrow is a new day!

Tuesday was swim lessons again then a trip to the bank. I was planning to open the girls' first savings accounts, but I forgot the ever important social security cards in order to do that. At least we were able to stop and see my parent's at their business and have lunch.

Wednesday. Woke up. Called the girls in for breakfast. Georgia comes into the kitchen and then I hear Irelyn crying as she's walking down the hall. "Georgia hit me" she says. Georgia denies it, saying she told Irelyn it was time for breakfast and left the room. Then Georgia chooses which cereal she wants. I ask Irelyn to choose what she wants. She picks Apple Jacks. Georgia grabs for the container of cereal (I had transferred it to a tupperware container) before Irelyn can get to it and she winds up dropping the container, the lid flies off and Apple Jacks pour out all over the floor. I make Georgia clean up the mess and then try to figure out why she was grabbing it from Irelyn. We discuss it for a while and then she admits that she indeed did hit Irelyn earlier and lied about it. At this point I lost it. I do not tolerate lying. We had a lot of yelling, crying, and general ugliness about the whole situation. Mind you this is all happening at 8am. What a great start to the day.

We all calm down, take a deep breath and have a do-over. We get to swim lessons and as we are crossing the parking lot, Georgia somehow pulls Irelyn too quickly and Irelyn twists and falls hard on the asphalt, hitting the back of her head. It was an accident, but it scared me. Georgia kept saying "I'm sorry mommy" and I told her it was an accident. Of course after the fall Irelyn wasn't too keen on doing her lesson. I convinced her it would be alright. About 2/3 through the lesson, Irelyn had had enough and started crying for me. I couldn't get to her and I tried to calm her down from across the pool. She made it through to the end but was very weepy.

After swimming we stopped by the preschool where I'll be working in the Fall to check on some things. The girls were able to play with their friends and it was a pleasant experience.

Thursday was about par for the course - lots of bickering between the kids. It hasn't helped that it's been raining almost non-stop for the past 5 days. I'm feeling very stressed and exhausted today from the week. Decided that I needed a nap so the girls had quiet time and I napped. Peace and quiet for a little while anyway.

Today. No swim lessons on Fridays. The girls let me sleep in until about 8:15 which was nice. They both jumped in the bed for a cuddle and Georgia says "I'm not grumpy- bumpy today" Irelyn says "I have my listening ears on" and they had a really good day. Of course, Georgia was looking forward to a sleep over at a friend's house tonight and the neighbor girl babysat for about 2 hours this afternoon while I ran some errands that were not appropriate for the kids. I think the break did everyone some good. Now it's the weekend and Daddy is home to help referee. Hoping it was just a case of a bad week and not a sign of things to come over the next 6 weeks until school starts. This is the first week I thought about that since the summer break began.

At least there is always tomorrow (to try) to get things right.