Today was not a good day…to say the least. Hadley and Zoey were off to early starts, and that would have been ok, if they had gotten enough sleep. This clearly was not the case. Zoey was very unsettled and was very reactive towards Hadley’s outbursts.

Hadley was in rare form. I cannot count the amount of temper tantrums she threw. They were complete with yelling, stomping feet, biting the air, scratching, kicking, hitting, and of course, crying. It was loud all day long at our house.

There was a brief, shining moment when I got Hadley interested in doing puzzles and she sat and completed four of them without incidents.

Eric came home for lunch and helped get Hadley in her room for nap time. Notice I said in her room, and not down for a nap. That would be wishful thinking.

I was not so lucky. There were no naps in our house. Only the aforementioned tantrums.

Four hours of non-stop wailing. And then, because things weren’t rough enough, it began to rain outside. Beautiful.

There was no relief in sight.

Eric got home and I retreated upstairs for a break. Hadley settled in to watch a movie, and calmed down for Eric. They ate supper and then went for a walk.

I spent time napping, and asking God what I had done to deserve this. Just kidding.

In a moment of Glory, the girls took baths without trouble, and went to bed without problems either. Peace at last.