That Time

I know I've read about this on other blogs in the past, but lately I've really been able to notice it. I think my comment to Justin today was, "I think I'm about to lose it, honey." It's that time, you know when everything in your house seems to be falling apart. All the kids are tired because nap time is NOW, there are toys everywhere because dumping the baskets out is much more fun than playing with one toy at a time, the kitchen is full of the mess from lunch, I haven't eaten because I've been busy feeding a 1, 2 AND 3 year old and I can smell a lovely diaper that was freshly filled. Seriously, why are some days worse than others? I mean it really wasn't a bad day...it was just really rough at that time. I stopped mid dishes and put Thomas on for Brogan while I walked Aubrey into her big girl bed (because she decided last week that she no longer wants her crib, YAY!). I came out to change Regan's diaper when Brogan let out a lovely blood curdling scream...um, just because, I guess?! Of course, this upsets Aubrey. I go to calm her and Reagan walks down the hall and starts pounding on the door. I put her in her crib because it's nap time for both of them. The phone rings and Jed knocks on the door at the same time. Screaming is coming from both girls as I search the disaster zone for Brogan's shoes and jacket because he has a doctor's appointment. Soon all is calm and I'm happy to report I survived it, but I'm not sure how long it will take my house to recover.
I better get off the blog and get started.