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A Cold and a Grouchy Patooty November 18, 2009

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy Button @ 3:36 pm

I have a cold. It’s not earth-shatteringly awful but I hate colds. I feel ok for a bit, get up and do stuff and then lay back down. So tonight, as last night, Travis will have to take care of the girls, take care of me and maybe, possibly work on our bedroom. The upside is that I will most likely get to watch White Christmas. I got to watch Holiday Inn on Monday and Chloe loved it. I think she’ll love old movies the way I do.

And speaking of Chloe, she was the grouchiest, grouchy-grouch of all time yesterday. When I picked her up from school she yelled at Halle, then she cried when I reprimanded her. Then she cried because she was hungry, because she had a bad day at school, because she lost a paper, etc. And she made Halle cry too. It was at that moment that I briefly envied parents of boys. When we got home she slammed her bedroom door and threw a book which hit a plastic ship which landed on Halle’s head. More crying. So I fed her and put her to bed at 7:30 because she clearly needed it. She didn’t get to watch her favorite show of all time- The Biggest Loser- and she was bummed. But she woke up this morning at 6:45 of her own accord and giggled and chatted and made jokes, she was completely back to her usual cheerful self. I never want to see grouchy-hungry-tired Chloe again. I have to admit that I’ve gotten a bit lax about bed time because she seemed to be ok but looking back at it, I’d wondered why she was so grouchy with Halle and why they were fighting much more than usual. She likes to read after we put her to bed and she’ll read forever. Tonight and forever after, she’s going to bed at 8:30.

I have to go pick Chloe up from school and I really tried to figure out how I could not shower and wear my pajamas without scaring people and humiliating myself. No dice. So I’m going to throw a fleece jacket over my tank top and pick up the princess. Nothing screams style like a company fleece jacket- from a company I’ve never heard of. Travis just brought it home one day from work. So it’s my workout, take Chloe to school, couldn’t care less what I look like because it’s warm jacket. Then it’s back to the couch…


5 Responses to “A Cold and a Grouchy Patooty”

  1. Mary Kelso Says:

    Aw…If I were a little closer, I’d make you some chicken soup.

    Sorry about the grouchiness. We get that around here too now and then, and yes, bedtime does make a difference. Sometimes we have those weeks with church, dinners and meetings and when they are up past bedtime three or four nights in one week there is sure to be a backlash. Glad she was happy this morning.

  2. Amy Button Says:

    Chicken soup sounds good- especially if I don’t have to make it. I think that’s proof that you guys should live in Franklin ๐Ÿ˜‰

  3. Oh, boy, do I know about grouchy kids. My daughter was home sick from school at the beginning of the week and was like a little storm cloud rumbling following me around…

    I love “White Christmas.” We went to see the stage musical of it last weekend, in fact. It got me in the holiday mood! ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. Amy Button Says:

    Julia- I find that hard to believe about sweet little Lily. Of course people would probably say the same thing about Chloe since she’s usually a little ray of sunshine.

    I haven’t heard of the “White Christmas” stage musical but if I do I’m there!

  5. Christy Says:

    Yikes! So sorry to hear all the drama! And yeah, boys have a lot less drama. But they do brood and get violent, so, you know…
    Love that you’re watching the essential Christmas flicks already. I’m listening to Christmas music already.

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