And the Mother of the Year Award Goes To....

ME!!! Not that I'm proud.

This morning the kids were driving me nuts. M is teething and for the past two nights has been up at least once an hour. A has some sort of strange sickness that involves a low grade fever and extreme whining. He apparently has become incapable of doing anything on his own including walking, playing and even watching Dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeegoooooooo!!!!!!!! Usually I have patience for this type of thing but Whiny Kid + Teething Kid + No Sleep = One Grumpy Mom. I am exhausted and actually cried when dh went to work this morning.

So after an extremely long morning I decide that it would be best if we ventured out of the house, even if it is for a few minutes. The automatic car wash doesn't involve getting out of the car and since we were all still in our pajamas I decided that seemed like the best place to go. Plus if the car wash attendant is there we will get Tootsie Pops. Six dollars for a car wash and free Tootsie Pops, what more could you ask for?

A is all excited about going to the car wash until I put him in his carseat, then screams the whole way there because he wants to watch a dvd. (I don't let him--the car wash is like, a mile away) There are two cars ahead of us and we wait. He is still screaming. The car wash attendant brings us both Tootsie Pops and tears turn to slurps of joy. M is happily chewing on a blanket. We move forward. The car wash starts.

I am enjoying my cherry flavored Tootsie and watching the water hit the car when all of the sudden M is hollering like someone threw a bucket of cold water on his head. I turn and look and realize that, in fact, a bucket of cold water IS being thrown on his head. Water is gushing through the window right at him. I throw A's coat over him and he continues to cry. Water is still coming down everywhere. I finally realize that I need to actually close the window and I do.

The car wash gets over and I pull over to assess the damage. The window was only open a teeny tiny amount but it was enough to get everything wet. M is soaked, his carseat is soaked, the entire backseat is soaked. He is livid and lets me know. My poor baby. Not only is he getting teeth (which cannot be comfortable) but he is trying to figure out why on earth he was just doused with frigid water in the middle of January. We got home and I tried to nurse him to sleep. He was so upset that he would pull off, give me the "angry cry" and then get back on. Finally he gave up and went to sleep.

Yeah, I am the Mother of the Year. May tomorrow be a better day.