Had a Bad Day

Yep... I should have known what kind of day it was going to be when I woke up to my three year old parading around the kitchen singing at the the top of her lungs "So you had Bad Day.."

While I was working on the calendar for the Mom's Group she decided to feed the masses. I found a fruit snack wrapper on the floor next to a scattering of dog food she decided to give to Tally. Then I looked over to the kitchen counter where a chair had been pushed and saw that her fish was swimming amongst half a bottle of fish food that had been dumped into the bowl.

... and Paul wonders what I do with my day.