Dutch Lock Down Day Ninety Nine

[Today Was Not a Good Day]

Today’s official title makes that song start in my head like an earworm that won’t die and that sucks because today was NOT a good day. Starting from the moment I woke up.

No, actually, starting from last Thursday.

Ish.

But first the news:

I’m not actually ready to talk about it as the big explosion happened only today with the past few days being this weird, tense, anger that left me sniping and impatient.

And now it’s WAY past my bedtime – that witching hour where everything sucks and nothing’s okay and guess I’ll go eat worms.

Ultimately, I think, everything was mostly resolved and the reason everything seems so dark is because it is literally dark out (finally – it gets so dark so late in the summer) and I’m still awake after ten o’clock at night.

I really should not stay up later than nine thirty.

Cause #TWINS

This morning at four something, boy twin woke up and couldn’t find his … knuffles. I can’t think of the English word for this. His soft thing that he cuddles with at night while he sleeps. He has two of them and they’d BOTH made their way onto the floor and so had the blanket and instead of getting up and GETTING them himself, he laid in bed and cried.

Sometimes he does this anyway – which is when we just let him cry it out – but then we know it’s the knuffles when he starts crying, “Ahpeeeeee…”

ASIDE: This is Dutch for monkey – aapje – but I wrote it above how he pronounces it – ahpee – and it’s a little monkey because at daycare, his knuffle really is a monkey. But at home it’s a pair of rabbits. Which is konijntje. Which is MUCH harder to say than ahpee, plus he learned to ask for his knuffle at daycare, ‘wil je jouw aapje?’ So. They’re called ahpee even though they’re a pair of rabbits.

So as soon as he cried out for his rabbits, I got up, went into the kids’ room, put the blanket back on his bed uncovering two rabbits on the floor, tossed them next to his head, muttering, “You can get these yourself, please.” and then TRIED to go back to bed.

It didn’t work out.

So with the last few days of snappish awesomeness plus the lack of sleep, it’s not surprising this morning was a bit of a powder keg, but P and I also clashed over something that both of us consider Very Important ™ and I’m going to go to bed before I write much more than that, mostly because I want to think more over it, but also because we need to talk about it much more and because it’s late and because #SleepIsImportant

G’night, Warriors.

Remember, this, too, shall pass.