So mad at my 2 year old

I believe this Web log is about honesty. I am always as honest as I can be without completely insulting someone.

So here it is:

I am so mad at Quinn today.

When you write it down, it was a crappy day. But you know your child was really gotten to you when their pee-pee in their panties is WAY more upsetting to you than your chipped tooth and bleeding mouth. Dear me. So those were basically the two things on the list today ... broken tooth and Quinn.

I walked into the dentist after a bite of Honey Bunches of Oats gone bad thinking he would say, "You're crazy. Something feels funny? Go home and floss." Instead he started giving shots, drilling, spraying me with water (it was dribbling down my neck.... gross) and taking about 7 impressions. After the numbing went away, the pain came, and I can't really chew because I do not trust temporary crowns. Plus, I had to have X-rays, so if anything is wrong with McKenna EVER in her life, I will be able to feel a nice load of guilt.

But on top of that... the hardest part of the day was Quinn's pee and poop.

She sucked at being potty trained today!!

And I probably sucked right back.

But I am so mad!!

She peed on my carpet. She peed at the park. She half pooped in her pants, then peed in the dentist chair. Then she pooped in her pants the minute I left her at the neighbors house so I could go to my next Dr. appointment. Then she peed in her pants the minute I got there to pick her up. Then she would not pee before bed. Then she peed in her bed because she didn't want to go to bed. Maybe twice on that last one. I can't remember.

She also screamed and yelled, ignored me, ran away, hit, screamed, and threw food on the floor.

I know she is only 2, but I am so mad. I made her go to bed early. I tried to keep on my happy face, but I was more concerned about enjoying my dinner than I was about her feelings at that point. She screamed a lot. I ate my dinner.

She got quiet for awhile, and then she wasn't quiet anymore. But after my little break, I felt like I could handle going down there and starting over. I cuddled her on a chair, and decided to let her play for 10 minutes and then actually do our night time routine in hopes that we could end the day with some potty success.

No potty success, but she got her P.J.'s on and teeth brushed and went to sleep without screaming.

Poor thing was so tired. Her nap was short; I was short. And again, she is only 2. But still... I was really mad, and I just wanted to admit that for the record.