Ok, so the whole day wasn't horrible. It actually started out ok, Grace was sweet and loving and listened to everything I said.

THEN.... well, then it fell apart.

I decided we really should go get food at the store, so we packed up and went to Target. It started out ok enough. We wondered through the pet department and then where all the organizational stuff was. I was productive enough to pick up a plastic crate to put all of the dog's toys in so they aren't strewn all over the living room. After that we went to look at the clothes in the girls' section. Well, she saw a Christmas dress she wanted, and when I told her we had to ask daddy first she FREAKED OUT! I mean FREAKED OUT! I got her to calm down a little then she lost it and scratched my face and arm, then pinched me. I was SO embarassed! I wanted to run away and pretend she was someone else's. I know that sounds terrible, but all you moms KNOW you can relate! Well, it didn't end there, she continued to freak out off and on, then she was trying to climb out of the basket. I had to hold her down in the basket, and she hit her back on the basket and said I hurt her. OMG, could it get any worse. Yes, it did get worse... we tried calling Mimi since she was screaming for her. When I couldn't get mom on the phone I tried Grandma, and Grandpa. Grace ended up whining about Mimi to Grandpa, which I'm sure was pleasant to hear. Well Grace went on and on about Mimi, as I kept trying to get the phone from her, finally she flipped out and threw it down on the floor (GREAT) and I just hung up because she was starting to scream again. Sorry Mike! After bribing her with a donut (yes, I know, BAD mommy) she chilled out for a while. Then I made the mistake of going over to the dollar section where she found this little Hello Kitty she wanted. I of course said no. Yeah, THAT went over well. She screamed the whole way through the checkout... YEA ME! Finally we made it through and went to go get a drink, she finally calmed completely down and I got her an Icee (yes, again, BAD mommy.) Well, once we get home she goes into spaz mode again and won't listen. It just continued through the night. Tim took her to the store for a bit so I could clean the floors and the sofa, so there was a brief reprieve, but it just seemed worse once she got back. FINALLY the floors got cleaned and bed time came. THANK GOODNESS!

Sorry if all of that came out rambly and strung out, but that's just how today is, rambly and strung out!