The Longest Day

If you have read the book with the same title you will not be impressed with my version. It's not like I woke up early or stayed up late. The sun's rays have been shifting all day but I swear that is just to make me crazy. I did however clean the toilet, actually two of them. Since time flies when you are having fun I guess it makes sense that time is practically standing still. Does anyone have fun cleaning the toilet?

So what have I really been doing (or not) that has me feeling like this is the longest day in history (barring D Day of course)? I have been entertaining my 4 year old daughter.  Should be fun and easy right?  She never has preschool on Fridays but this week she was also off of school for Wednesday and Thursday. In all honesty one reason we signed her up for preschool starting last year was that I could not keep up with her. I play soccer so I should technically have the physical capabilities and I am fairly intelligent, but her 3 and 4 year old self require the most energy and mental capacity of the greatest sports and smartest legendary figures. Do I think she is special in that manner? Definitely not. But do I think that some people rise to that challenge and excel at mastering their stay at home days? Certainly. But it's not me.
I want to play this family or that family (like Winnie the Pooh or Strawberry Shortcake). I do want to play a game or practice ballet with her. But the reality falls short of the vision. I wonder if she feels the same way? I make the effort for a couple of minutes and then I have to make lunch or dinner or clean the bathroom. Why can I do an awesome job of teaching preschoolers at the nature center but not be able to entertain my own daughter? OK, so I only teach the preschoolers 1.25 hours once a day every other week but still.
 I did just write a note for her on the back of a very nice coloring of Hello Kitty. That falls seriously short of making either of us happy or content!  I think that what today boils down to is that I am experiencing some hormonal imbalances and got up on the wrong side of the bed. Tomorrow is another day.