Poop, screen doors, and ants

Last night was a hard night with the kids. Blazer refuses to potty train. He's used the potty many times in the past, but I think the addition of Faith made him take leaps back. He sees her get attention during diaper changes and he wants that too, I assume. Anyways, here's how my night progressed...

First, Blazer kept trying to abuse Faith with one of those giant basketballs you can win at the fair.  I hid the ball - problem solved. 

Next, Blazer thought it was hilarious to stand on the patio in the backyard and attempt to smash Faith's legs in the sliding screen door. I brought Blaze inside and locked the sliding glass door. 

Then...oh man my blood boils at the thought of this one.  Blazer is sitting on the floor next to his recliner with something like chocolate on his legs and on the recliner. Faith had decided to play in the chocolate colored mess on the recliner. OMG. POOP! Some poop had fallen out of Blazer's diaper. I yelled. I grabbed Faith and put her in the kitchen sink to wash off her hands. I cried. I put Blazer in the toilet while I cleaned up the mess. I cried. And then they both had baths. 

And if that wasn't bad enough...I went to warm up my dinner in the microwave, and it was infested with ants. We have ants with superpowers in our house. They. Just. Won't. Die. I blasted their asses in he microwave for a few minutes, and then warmed up my food.  After all, sometimes you just have to take a deep breath and go one step at a time. 

Today will be better, and if it's not...

No, it has to be better. Have a great day!