I got caught up in a project at work, and was late picking up the kids from day care. Well, the adrenaline rush from shutting down the computer, and driving to get them was still in full swing when I got home.
We were making mac & cheese & bacon for supper. I was chopping the bacon into bits when the edge of the cutting board slips over the edge of the counter and half the bacon falls to the floor. Then, as I'm holding the bag of frozen peas, something boils over on the stove, and I let go of the wrong end of the bag, spilling peas all over the counter top.
Me: *sigh* I'm having a bad day Froggy.
Me: I think I'm going to move to Australia. (per "Alexander and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day")
Froggy: *giggle* You should have a time out, mommy.
Me: You're right, I should have a time out.
Froggy: Yeah, you should have a time out, and calm down, and then come back here to clean up the peas.
We meet each other's eyes and smile.
Froggy: Because you're a messy old grown up.