...full sugar. Full caffeine. The goody-two-shoes Mormon girl's equivalent of hard liquor.
A couple of days ago, I came across an old post: I Am Supermom. And I thought - I can have more days like that! It's all in the mindset and some planning. I can make it happen. Saturday is going to be a supermom day.
And I really tried. I got up and made pancakes for breakfast instead of the usual cold cereal. I promised the kids some time playing at the splash park if they'd behave while we ran a couple of errands. And we headed out.
And then I didn't have the right insurance card to pick up Preston's inhaler from the pharmacy. Hopefully he won't run around too much in the next few days... And the trip to Target didn't go as well as hoped. And the fountains weren't running at the splash park.
And in general I just spent way too much time shouting at the kids. Even as I was shouting, I knew I didn't want to be this mom. And yet I couldn't stop.
By the end of the day, I really got nothing accomplished. The house is still a mess. I didn't catch up on the dishes. Or the laundry. Or the vacuuming. And it was a bad mom day, not a supermom day.
So I need a Pepsi. I wish I had some in the house...