Seriously!

So after Doug's emergency phone going off at 4:30 am, him getting up at 5 am, he heads out at 5:30 am to see a patient. Which in turn means the dog is now going crazy in her kennel. So I get her calmed down finally, fall back to sleep, only to be awaken by a crying baby at 6 am. So I bring Aida up stairs to my bed, where she proceeds to roll around for the next hour, resulting in no one going back to sleep. I give up at 7 am and decide we will go to breakfast. We go down let Isa (the dog) out, get Aida ready and then go up stairs for me to get dressed. Apparently Isa wasn't happy that we were all up stairs, so I decide to let her come up. Mistake one!

So we are upstairs and I tell Isa not to pee up there. Well apparently, we had a lack of communication! I find that she has peed right in front of my closet when I step in it with my sock! Great feeling by the way. Now, if you have ever been in my house, you know that the hardwoods upstairs are also the ceilings down stairs. This means that there is nothing between the two and allows liquids to go through very easily! Liquids like say, DOG PEE!!!! So I go down to Aida's bedroom, assuming it's probably dropped into her crib. Luckily, I can't find pee anywhere in Aida's room. Saved!

We head off to breakfast to see Auntie Jen and have pancakes. Since we are heading to SU to the Children's Fair, we swing back by the house to let Isa out and change Aida's diaper. Might as well potty myself, right! Well good thing I did, because what do I find when I walk out of the bathroom??? Dog Pee has run down the wall and is puddled in the hall floor. Apparently, my closet door is over the hall and not Aida's room, hence why I couldn't find pee in Aida's bedroom. Mad, again, I put the dog out so I can clean up the mess. At this point I really am just thinking that if I didn't have a toddler I would just go back to bed and start over.

Well to top it all, Aida and I go outside to get Isa and you won't guess what happens next. I was squatting down talking to Aida about a stick. I went to stand up and a bird flies right into the side of my head! How does this even happen??? How has a bird fly into their head??? Me apparently!

So I am not sure that going to this Children's Fair is the best idea with the luck I am having, but here we go! Wish us well!

How's your Saturday going?