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my night: Can you top it?
- Feb 5, 2009 at 9:22 PM
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Okay so Carl , my 4.5 year old son, had his first Karate class tonight. Class started at 6:15 and went to 7:10. Keep in mind that Carl's bed time is 7:30. Charles was at work so I had both kids. Charles had this grand idea that after Karate I should take Carl to Petco and buy the fish for his fish tank. After Karate class is over we had to stay and sign papers write a check and get fitted for a uniform, hence we did not leave until 7:30. At this point Quinn, My 1 year old daughter, is already exhausted but we still have to go buy the stupid fish, so off we go to Petco. We get in the Petco and head to the fish department. No employee. So we go to get the bulb that I think I need for the tank. Turn out we don't need it, take bulb back to self, Walk back over to the fish, still no employee, Go find an employee, ask employee if he knows about fish. He say's yes. Turns out he doesn't seem to know that much after all. We end up buying 3 boring goldfish. At this point Quinn will not sit still in the cart, Carl will not walk because he is tired from Karate so I put Carl in the back of the cart. Carl proceeds to pick put his fish. Carl picks a fish that has a black spot on his head. The employee informs me that there are 1,000 fish in the tank and has no idea which one he is talking about. I inform the man that he is 4 and to just grab a fish as close to the description as possible and be done with it. Quinn is now at her wits end. She is now being carried while I continue to push Carl in the cart with one hand. We get to the register and the receipt tape breaks. We have to wait for management to fix the tape before they can check out the people that are in front of us. Carl is asking to hold the fish, Quinn is still crying because she is tired. Finally we check out. It is now 8:15 We get to the car and I get Quinn in the seat, she is now screaming because she doesn't want to go back in the seat. Carl is crying because he wants to hold the fish. I'm thinking about crying because I want to run away and never come back. We get home. I take Quinn and the fish up stairs, place fish to float in the tank. Go to get Quinn ready for bed, there I no diapers upstairs, back down stairs, get diaper, back upstairs, get Quinn in bed. Go to check on Carl and the fish. Carl wants the fish out of the bag. I tell him not yet, he cries. I get Carl ready for bed and then dump the fish. Carl ask to feed the fish. No fish food, Carl cries. Finally get Carl in bed and Quinn is still crying, Get cat out of her room, Close the door back and go down stairs. Call a friend to tell her how bad my night was, She laughs. I'm sure glad someone is. I'm sure I will tomorrow.
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I know that its so much work just having one . I envy you! My second is on its way though. I'm really excited yet at the same time wondering how Im going to handle two kids!!!! Hope tomorrow is a better day for ya! Good nite!