Mom has been over the top busy doing paperwork and sorting out other things this week, that it has been hard for the kids to keep up. Daphne has been grumpy, and it has led to some interesting times. I had a very comical Wednesday, and I thought I might share with you the things that led up to Daphne just falling asleep where she sat.

I was given a check from a friend that was addressed to Jared and I, and I took it to the bank to pay off a bill. The bank flat out refused to allow me to cash the check because it was made out to BOTH Jared and I, so I would have to bring him back to make it work. (Of course I had to get both kids in and out of the car to find this out).

We then headed to the chiropractor that Cyprus is seeing to help recover from the car accident. There, Jared told me that he was looking at a bank account we have been trying to close and that some stupid, minor charges overdrew the account several times, so it was in the negative. This is frustrating news to hear about when there is nothing you can immediately do to handle it.

At the chiropractor, Daphne refused to get adjusted, and tried to throw a fit about it. I told her that it was her choice to do it or not, but that it would help her. Nothing worked, not even seeing that her daddy was getting adjusted. She started a massive meltdown in the middle of the office. I decided to take her to the car, but of course she didn’t want to go. I was trying to drag her out of the office and open the door at the same time, but she got away as I was trying to open the door. After I recovered her, I was getting her out the door and she jerked one way and pulled me into the wall. I was holding Cyprus, so of course his head went right into the edge of the door. So now I have two screaming kids.

I took Daphne and put her in the car to calm down while I tried to wrap up with the chiropractor. Of course that didn’t work. She can open the doors in the rental car, and she was wailing and throwing her self on the ground in the parking lot. I tried locking her in the car so she was safe while I did one more small thing, but she is too smart for that and was back outside throwing a massive fit.

I finally decided to leave and to get her calmed down where we agreed to continue on with our planned activities for the day if she agreed to do some jobs to help me when we got home.

We went to story time first thing in the morning and then headed off to get some groceries and to cash a check at another bank. I chose to go to that bank because it was walking distance from where I was, and we have had an account there (though inactive) for almost 10 years. The woman looked at the check and decided that Jared would have to be there to cash it. FINALLY, a manager came by and said that was ridiculous. I was cashing a check into a joint account and I should be able to get the money. Hooray! Success, after visiting 2 different banks.

We then went swimming. When we were getting ready to go swimming, Daphne told me that she really, really had to pee. I got her to the potty pretty quickly, but, for the first time ever, she had peed her pants. Luckily, she was wearing pants and a dress, so she still had clothes to wear home.

As we were having our swim time, someone pooped in the swimming pool, so an evacuation was necessitated just as we had started our time. We hopped into the hot tub for a while and left.

I decided to go back to the first bank with the cash to pay off the bill. Daphne insisted on carrying the money into the bank, and spilled the 1300 dollars all over the floor of the bank not once, but twice. I tried to help her pick it all up with a baby fussing in my arms, but a meltdown was starting, and she wanted to pick up each note, be picked up to hand it to the teller herself before picking up another note.

When we finally made it through that fiasco, she decided she wanted to hold my bank card on the way back to the car. She opened the door into the lobby to the bank and dropped the card on the ground. I bent to pick it up (with an incredibly fussy baby) only to realize that the card vanished. After 15 minutes of looking for the card, we decided it was lost, so I had to sit in line to wait for a banker to cancel and reissue a card to me. Now the baby is REALLY fussing. Remember how Daphne peed her pants? She wasn’t wearing any panties while we were at the bank, so she decided while we were waiting that she wanted to lay back in a chair and put her feet up thus flashing everyone in the bank. This was her chosen position to sit in, and she wouldn’t do anything else without starting to pitch another fit. We got out there as quickly as could be allowed.

I still had to handle the overdrafts, so I walked into the 4th bank of the day to handle that. Of course, the bank was not very cooperative. They would only refund part of it, but I couldn’t dispute the one invalid transaction if I just closed the account, so I had to put money back into the account we wanted to close so that I could dispute an invalid .90 cent transaction. The whole process took a long time, and I was now settled with a screaming baby and a girl who insisted the world see her pantyless bum who was melting down very quickly.

The transaction at the bank ended with the banker coming out to have me sign some final paperwork while my screaming daughter pulled the same stunt from the chiropractors parking lot.

When I finally made it home, both of the kids fell right asleep and slept for some time. Can you imagine why?