Things that have gone wrong today:
Android tablet dropped in the toilet (thanks baby).
Chocolate spread *everywhere*, and a one year old eating it with a spoon.
Flooded bathroom. Leaky kitchen ceiling. Every towel in the house soaked.
Baby taking her nappy off to poop on the floor.
Gave up on the soup I'd planned for lunch and made toast. Burned eight slices.
A whole lot of herbs and spices poured out in wonderful sensory play.
The muddiest children I have ever seen after an hour making mud pies.
Mobile phone dropped in the cat's water bowl.
Re-skeined all the tangled cotton threads. An hour later found them unwound again.
Baby covered in pink paint. Where the frack did she get pink paint?
The last bit of garam marsala I had managed to rescue from the chaos, tipped into the sink by Roo - also, coriander added to the fruit I had stewing in the slow cooker. Tea was going to be curry, followed by stewed fruit.
Ten kiwi skins picked up from all over the house.
And that's not even mentioning the laundry pile of epic proportions... I give up!
It's OK, I just about retained my sense of humour. They had a wonderfully happy day. Me, not so much, but at least I was calm enough (or resigned enough?) not to do my very good and rather terrifying impression of a raving lunatic.
Tomorrow is another day, right?