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So many blogs have a “thing” for each day of the week, so being that I like copying shit that I like, I decided I would have my own day “thing”. This is WTF Wednesday.

WTF is WTF Wednesday? Its whateverthefuck I want it to be. Originally I had this whole rant about my local Giant grocery store and the rude ass people that go there, and the incompetent people that work there. But then I spent the evening with a toddler with a cold.  He appears to be on the tail end of it because there is so much goop oozing out of his face at this moment, this has to be his body expelling the bug. Please God let this be the end of it.

He hasn’t napped well the last couple days, which leads to the evenings from hell. Tonight, he chewed up (homemade, thankyouverymuch) chicken tenders, only to slowly dribble it all out in the space between his dresser and the wall. WTF? He stowed the food in his cheeks like a chipmunk.

Then after bath time, we started to put on pajamas, until we got to the pants. He was adamant that he was not going to wear pants tonight. Fine. I’ll deal with whatever scene this becomes in the morning, after he takes off his diaper sometime during the night.  I just don’t have it in me to fight over pants this evening.

And just when things had settled down, and he was being cuddly and drinking his milk, I  had the brilliant thought of “hey, he’s finally in a good mood again, I should give him some cough medicine before bed”.  Never, become so confident a toddler is in a good mood. I should know by now, they can turn on a dime, and this kid did.

I am wearing every ounce of medicine I put in that stupid little syringe. It’s on my clothes, on my arms, on my face.  My arm was literally just stuck to my desk.

I’m going to go pour a glass of wine. WTF Wednesday.