I have been trying to wake up early and walk in the morning. So this morning I was walking and I had to run inside to use the bathroom and Sara was looking at me crazy and TC was crying. TC was looking for a stupid toy. And he was having a meltdown and he didn't really want to help look, he just wanted to scream and cry.
Then I started losing my shit! We have done the "toy search" 3 times over the weekend and this morning it just pissed me off...BAD!! I really lost it which made him lose it even more. Oh and the toy was still lost too!!!
Finally I just dug through his toy box and I told him to look on the table when he came back with his toy and said, "I found it!"
Oh and then he had an asthma attack because of all the screaming and crying.
What a stressful morning...ugh!