I'm tiyewed...

Dallin, the 5 year old I nanny for, is normally ready for a nap by Thursday afternoon. That means for about half of Thursday the caring, sweet, reasonable, gentle boy I normally care for has been possessed by a whiney, rude, violent, obnoxious little demon child. Yesterday was no exception, and actually was one of the worse days that I've had with him. Some highlights were us going out to the car and him declaring that he would be walking to wherever we were going because he didn't want to be around me anymore (I kind of echoed that feeling by this point). I was talking to his mom later that day, and he came over and shoved me out of the way so that he could play where I was standing. He demanded that he needed to have a friend over, and when I told him he'd have to ask his mother (she was getting home in about 20 minutes), he declared that he never wanted me to come to his house and I needed to stop "talking so mean" to him. Oh joy. He's such a sweet boy normally that I just have to swallow everything he says and know that it'll all be over once he gets some sleep.

I'm kind of feeling the same way today. I was exhausted yesterday after dealing with him, 2 dance classes, locking all of our house keys in the apartment, and painting his parents entryway. Today, I need to finish the trim so that they can lay tile on Monday. But the kind of paint we need isn't available anywhere around here, so I had to find a substitution in a close color. The ideal paint was paint + primer, to save a step. Well, I found some paint that I needed, then drove away and realized that I'd have to prime first. So I went back and bought the primer, got back to the house, got the car stuck in an intersection right by house, went to the garage to get a shovel to dig the car out, and found a 5 gallon bucket of primer.... Argh! Went and returned primer to the clerk who wished me a much better day from there forward. So, that's my saga. TGIF, because tomorrow I am sleeping.

P.S. Sorry for the whiney posts. It's been a long week.

I prayed for work...

We were having a tight month, and I just prayed that I'd be granted enough work so that I wouldn't have to stress about finances. I've been blessed with-
-A 6 bed, 3 bath home which I will be cleaning every week
-A 9 month old who I will be watching every Wednesday

-The occasional watching of Dallin's 5 year old cousin

-An extensive home improvement project my bosses are doing, which I've been the all around girl for
-Matt kicking the business up a notch or 5

This is on top of
-My regular position as a nanny
-A violin lesson
-A much smaller house that I clean
-Wright Media
-Being Matt Wright's wife
-Trying to get in shape

I am sooo very grateful for all of these things, but I wonder what will happen if I pray for some energy? And when does all that energy that comes from working out kick in?!

WHO KNOWS HOW TO KNIT?!?!?!?!

Oh my goodness.  I may take up knitting just to make myself one of these. I need one so bad. It could never be topped at an ugly sweater party, ever. It's so awkward. I was looking at Awkward Family Photos (such a wonderful site), and came across this gem.

I was instantly in love/hate. Then I found this amazing steal...

Only $715, but sold out in all US and European stores... I guess it's a new fad, so I must not be too crazy. I found a Facebook group called The Horse Sweater, devoted to this sweater... 

I mean, look at the mane on the white horse. I could die. The only other awesome one I could find was this. 

I think that last one is my favorite, even if it is apparently for a child. There are buttons on the halters, and that fringe is just so... 3-dimensional. 

So, family and friends, I think I've found my calling for life. Or at least for this next year.  Scout and I will have matching horse sweaters by next Christmas. Probably not, but a girl can dream, can't she?