THE EXORCIST REVISTED

All is quiet on the home front now, but oh man you should have been here at 4:30 this afternoon when all hell broke loose! I had plans for this afternoon and it was sort of shot to hell when our dear, sweet, little angel Mimi had a total meltdown. I had planned to take her shopping at Target after she had practiced her piano for a bit. After shopping at Target we were to go over to Sara's house. Well we got through the practice alright even though she was goofing off at the bench. It was then I knew that she was tired since she still wakes up at the ungodly hour of 6:00 a.m. I can understand it if you have to go to work or something but she does not need to get up till at least 8:00 a.m. None the less 6:00 it was. I then told her that she needed to lie down until it was time to go to Sara's house. One could forget about the shopping of which I did. When I mentioned to Mimi that she needed to take a rest, oh man you would have thought the world would come to an end right then and there. She wailed at the top of her lungs. Arms and legs were flailing everywhere. All she had to do was turn her head 180 degrees and spit up pea green soup. Meanwhile Butch is downstairs raising havoc with Ollie and Stanley. That boy can really bark up a storm! In between her screams and crying, Mimi was yawning so I knew she was really, really tired. I then called dad to let him know that I might not make it over to Daphne and Sara's then proceeded to hold the phone into the air. He could hear the screams and barking clear to downtown Seattle very clear. Finally I was able to put Butch into his bedroom aka laundry room. and I got Mimi to lie down in my bed. Almost forgot to mention that somewhere along the line she locked herself out of her bedroom. Finally, finally, finally I got her to calm down and within 15 minutes she was asleep. One thing I have learned as a parent, anyone who tells you that their child never has meltdowns is LYING! I did not get to do the shopping but at least I was able to get to Sara and Daphne's house with a happy child in tow. Forgot to mention one last thing. Between our house and Sara's is 12 miles, just about halfway there I heard the infamous cry from the backseat "Mom! I gotta go pee!!!" I think I will go pour myself a stiff one now.