when good times go bad

Today was shaping up to be a great day, we had someone coming to fix our heater (just in time for the nice weather) so we had nothing else planned. Olivia stayed in her bed all night so, as promised, we made playdough, we even fancied it up with a bit of glitter.



We took our lunch outside for a picnic on the lawn to enjoy the nice day and then we stayed outside and played with out freshly made playdough. We opened up the sand pit and threw/kicked the ball around. It was great just to enjoy the effortless company of a contented 3 year old.

It was when we came inside to feed the little man that things turned ugly, I was feeding Xander after setting Olivia up in the same room with her beads. She was finished playing and wouldn't listen to me when I asked her to leave them for me to pack up. Of course they went flying everywhere!!!! Being the sensitive child that she is Olivia's first reaction was to drop to the ground & cry, but on the way down she hit her head on the wood of the rocking chair which of course made the situation worse. After placing Xander on the floor, giving Olivia a cuddle and finding the egg already forming on her head I ran to get a cold pack (aka frozen corn wrapped in a tea towel), only then did I grab the camera to record a terrible end to a fantastic day.

It sure is the best job in the world!!!