Mayhem

Tonight was total mayhem in this house. Clara has been having a bit if an off day today, crying a lot and wanting to be carried around. By the time we got Daisy from kindy it had escalated, and the fact that I had to get dinner ready and pay Daisy some attention was not popular.

Then Daisy realised we were not having pasta (simply because we can't have pasta EVERY day) and lost her marbles entirely. 

Clara's sometimes desperate crying stressed Daisy out to no end, she seemed to take personal responsibility for her sister's happiness and broke down in desperate tears when she couldn't calm her down. (Mamma she's SO SAD!)

Then there was a war zone in the bathroom when Clara screamed bloody murder for some reason when I put her in the bath (I thought in a panic that I'd put her in hot water, but the water was fine. She just decided to howl anyway). Daisy was having a shower but suddenly had to have a bath simply because Clara was having one, and bitter tears ensued.

And in the midst of all this, somehow, there was an incident with a mug of juice all over everyone and everything. And Daisy mourned that juice like a dear departed friend.

Neither of the girls were being particularily difficult this eveing, there was just an awful lot of screaming and crying for no apparent reason. My ears are still ringing anf I feel slightly brain damaged.

I bid you good night.