Birthday Blues

Apparently birthdays make me crabby, or maybe it's the fact that Baby Girl is teething, and has been teething, for about 2 weeks. Yes I feel sorry for her, poor thing is cutting 3 teeth all at once. I feel sorry for me, too, since I'm the one up all night with her, and then up all day with Little Man. Can't seem to get these two to coordinate their sleep schedules. :(

My point is there's one birthday toy that I'm not in love with. In fact, I'm not sure it will live to see another day. It may somehow make it's way into the garbage can tonight....

It's one of those Matchbox toy City Blox playsets...and it's a piece of poo. Little Man has a few of these at Grandma's house, and she's a saint for putting up with them - I just don't have the patience for it. I don't know why Matchbox can't make a toy that actually works, but it seems that they can't. It doesn't do anything it's supposed to do, one side of it is constantly falling down, and other pieces are always falling off. Little Man is a little too young for it as well. I think the box was marked 3+ years, but maybe Matchbox meant the latter part of the fourth year. Whatever, all it does is cause Little Man frustration, he's cried way too much and had way too many tantrums over trying to get this toy to work for my taste. Anyway, if I'm nice it might, might go to live in the attic for a year....

or not.

We are also having a hard time using the potty today. Little Man has spent a lot of time with Grandma lately, and for some reason she's kept him in diapers while at her house. It's a little bit frustrating, but I'm not complaining, Grandmas are meant to indulge, right? Well, now that Little Man is back at home we are having a battle of wills over diapers, underwear, and the potty. He's REFUSING to sit on the potty, and throwing a fit over wearing underwear, instead he keeps asking for diapers. I'm not sure if I'm doing the right thing, but I'm also being stubborn - no diapers for him, no way!

Hmmm, at least I caught up on some sleep yesterday. I fell asleep at 8:00 while The Husband was getting Little Man read for bed. Next thing I knew, I woke up and it was 11:00. I completely missed the bath, stories, songs - everything. Little Man didn't seem to mind, I think I was more disappointed than he was. Thank you, Husband, for understanding and not waking me up.

At least today's been nice. It's been an unusually cool day for July, and we've had the nicest rain. Actually, the rain's making me sleepy...

Now to muster up some energy to clean this house - company's coming over tomorrow!