Manic Monday

Oh how I love Mondays. Here is how the day's events played out yesterday.
First, my lovely daughter came out of her room with this letter written just for me:

"I thought you didn't love me anymore, but you did."
After I removed the dagger from my heart, I immediately destroyed my Mother Of The Year application.

Next these two darlings took a permanent sharpie marker to our desk. They were very thorough and left no part unmarked.

Then we had this lovely little incident:

This required Dad to come home from work and assist me in breaking the chair in order to dislodge our son's huge noggin.

And finally the piece de resistance - Bode decided to drop a huge load in the bathtub. You should thank me for not taking pictures of this disaster. So after getting both kids out, showering them off, putting all the toys in the dishwasher and cleaning out the tub Andy said, "I have decided that I would rather clean vomit out of the carpet than poop out of the tub."

This is the reality of parenthood.