Oh, One of THOSE

Anyone have one of those days recently?  You know the kind I'm talking about....

There you are, just enjoying the day.  Exploring, learning, and so on.  You know, the kind where you're just busy crawling along the floor minding your own business and the next thing you know your 3 year old sister slaps a bunch of stickers all over your face?

Or, you're a thirsty dog just in from outside, longing for a cool drink of dog bowl water.  It's in the mid-90's and for some reason you were laying in the sun for a while.  Why?  Because it felt good.  But now, you're roasting from the outside in.  You plod to your water bowl, your tongue dragging behind you...only to find it filled with Cheerios.

Or, how about you're a mom.  You have a very quick phone call, thankfully to another mom of three who understands the side conversations you are able to have while still staying in full discussion on the phone, and you watch your kids painting with water color paints.  Together.  Happily.  So, you take a moment to pick up some toys in the other room.  After all, they're playing so nicely, why not help 'em out a little bit.  So, there you are, on the phone -- for more than 3 minutes in a row, a miracle! -- and then, you go back to the painting area.  Which, thankfully, is the kitchen.  And you see that SOMEONE, and there are clearly two somebodies really involved in this but one is waaaaay more into it, SOMEONE has dumped the cup (which you made sure was a small one, just in case -- intuition I suppose) if dirty water.

But wait, there's more.  Because not only did they dump it -- clearly on purpose -- on the table.

But, they are now, currently, as you speak on the phone, after cleaning up the toys, as you were stupidly basking in the quiet moment that was creativity and sisterly love, they are now splashing in that pile of blue-brown water and it is spraying all over them.  The floor.  The counters, and probably other places that have yet to be found.

And because it's been one of those days, you don't even feel the anger any more.  And, even though that somebody has not regret and so obviously enjoyed every moment, you simply clean it up, and move on.

And actually, that seemed to have worked.  Because the eerie silence you have demonstrated has just caused four little eyeballs to watch your every move...waiting.

And you finish your phone call.

And make sure there is fresh water in the dog bowl.