so why is it when things start going wrong...they go wrong like dominos fall?

Today started off with over flowing washer drain. We foam snaked it, but that didn't work. So the real snake will come out later.

Then, come home from work, pick up some pizza, eat and take the kids to choir practice. Just stuck in traffic on Hwy 80, because there was a wreck or something at the interstate, and the cars kept blocking the light. GRR! Sat through 4 lights before a cop started directing traffic. 25 minutes to get to church, when it normally takes like 8. Because we waited so long, punkin' fell asleep in the car.

10 min nap = ILL CHILD. So, we all get out of the car, make it into church, I look down at Punkin, and she has what looks like hives all over her face. So I take her back out of church, run to the nearest store, get her some benadryl, and give it to her. Decide to just keep her with me, so we go to the resource room and I gather supplies for Sunday morning class. Not sure why her face broke out, she seems fine now.

Get home, get back in the house...remember, still have to deal with the washer, and discover that while we were gone, Toby ate an ENTIRE bar of Ivory soap. Great. Google quickly, and find out that he'll probably vomit and poop soap all night. YEAH! Ain't THAT grand? LOL

But, at least its almost bedtime, and tomorrow will be better, right?