The morning after: the crappiness continues.

Well, I managed to get out of my house feeling decent about myself. After all, I have no bad pictures of myself in most of my other clothes. Nadia and Kellar didn't fight AT ALL, which was amazingly wonderful. I think it was because Chandler was with Matt, so there was no competition for his attention, nor any "odd man out" syndrome. (Dawson doesn't count as a third person yet. He's just "the baby" to them.)
We got out of the house in record time, with just a little whiny-ness from Kellar, which is all too common and should actually be expected. We went and got donuts, took them to the church, and ate them. Everything was going well. Except that Matt and Chandler weren't back from Lowe's and the auction yet.
No big deal, I think. They'll be here soon. Matt called at 9am to let us know they'd be out "for awhile."
We talk with Gpa Inman, find out that my mom is also there (yay!!). We play in the basement, everything's still going okay. Then Kellar hit his head on the floor and it started going downhill from there. Evident-ly the ear infection that I was so sure was there last Monday morning when the doctor said his ear was *perfectly* clear decided to rear its ugly head. Whaddya know? On a Saturday? When the doctor's office is closed? And he doesn't even have a fever this time (unlike last Monday when it was 104 for NO APPARENT REASON). After the head bump, Kellar's resistance started rapidly wearing down. He started whining nearly every two minutes, sometimes more. We tried eating more donuts, which didn't help. Matt still was not back. My mom had to leave. It's now after 11am and I decide to try to find Barri's cell phone number. Donna says his cell phone's dead anyway. Crap. Just then, they get back. Matt is not at all contrite. He doesn't seem to think he's been gone more than "awhile" despite the fact that they left in the middle of a church workday.

Must put kids to bed...

Suffice it to say, we ended the morning with Kellar screaming hysterically while writhing in his car seat the whole way home. Reaching desparately for me and clutching at his ear. My own tears completely out of control. Nadia's pelican (her special gift from the auction they went to) had also been broken, its head alone shattered on the bathroom floor. More tears. Finally Kellar's asleep, pacified with advil and a warm compress.

To his credit, Matthew did bring me a *beautiful* copper tea kettle with a ceramic handle. I've never even brought myself to dream of owning one so stunning.

The rest of the morning was super crappy though. And we need to pick up the whole house, let the kids take naps, get all our grcoeries and have people over for dinner. Before all the crappiness, this dinner thing seemed like a stellar idea, but I'm feeling a little overwhelmed. Although I have to admit, I'm feeling much much better now that Kellar's asleep and quiet. It's been a long few weeks of whining and crying. It makes me feel loopy.