Today sucked. I was woken up several times during the night and again at 6:00 a.m. by a sick baby girl who wouldn't go back to sleep and insisted on being cranky all day. Pretty much everything that could go wrong, did. People out and about were rude to me, so many people were driving dangerously, and the library told me they didn't have the book I put on hold only to call me 20 minutes after I drove home to tell me they now had it. I've been tired, cranky, fed up, irritated, impatient, and I've cried a lot today. It's just one of those days.
So, after Kennedy had torn my bedroom apart and shredded almost an entire roll of toilet paper all over our bed in to teeny bits, I decided I needed a bath to calm down. I let Kennedy stay in the bathroom with me and pull stuff out of drawers, chew on the safety tag on the blow dryer cord, and pull off the heat vent cover and throw it around. I didn't care what she did, I needed my "me" time before I lost it. I poured a generous amount of bubble bath into the tub, got in the steaming hot water, closed my eyes, and relaxed. It was amazing. It was quiet... Too quiet... I opened my eyes to this little face:
I started laughing hysterically and grabbed my phone off the counter to snap a photo. It was ironic to me that she was driving me insane and I took the bath to get away from her and yet all it took was that curious little face to make me smile and laugh. I felt the stress melting away. She stood up there on the edge of the tub and talked to me the whole time. I can't stay mad at her for that :)