mummy's toys

its true sometimes, you wake up on the wrong side of the bed and nothing seems to go right. 


that's what happened after LP's late afternoon nap today. first off, he didn't even get to sleep in a bed. he napped from S&R, through a stop in IT Park for BBB to check out the event there, and woke up when we got home, in all, about 45 minutes. 


i have been re-working a funky ukay dress i bought last week. i was fine all morning, but this afternoon to evening has been painful. 


LP wants the dressmaker's pins. (whine)
LP wants the seam ripper. (whine)
LP wants the dressmaking shears. (whine)
LP wants to go through my sewing (lunch) box. (whine)
and if he can't have any of those, LP wants to get the dress off my lap so he can have me. (whine)


we did go through this when LP insisted all access on BBB's toolbox, but that was just tough, because it is a proper toolbox, complete with unknown bits & bobs and rusty nails. either we cleaned it out or kept it off limits. 


that's tough on LP who is so used to examining everything in the house and "helping" especially since we moved to this new house. Em with the cleaning--LP has his own mop. EB the carpenter/painter--LP gets to use a real screwdriver and paintbrush (no paint!). LP gets his own roll of teflon tape (from daddy's toolbox of course) when the plumber is here. And if someone is sweeping outside, there's a spare broom for LP of course. 


tonight has been painful, and no amount of explaining that those are mummy's toys obviously won't work at his age. i just wanted to finish the dress. and i didn't help that BBB just kept on reading the BBC news online.