First Day of Sunday School!!!

Geeeesh... everything sure did start at the same time this year!!! Today was the first day of Sunday school and since Daddy was working midnights last night I took both kids to church myself. Kaitlyn had her Sunday school class which she was instantly in shock over that she did NOT have the same teacher. THAT began the day with a bang, shall we say. She was a mess in class, couldnt sit down, was interrupting EVERYone, was sticking things in the teacher's face and was grabbing things out of others hands. Not to mention almost, just ALMOST having a fit about a crayon she wanted to use that someone else was using. He was nice enough to say she could use it JUST as she started to get fiesty!

All through service Kaitlyn pretty much stayed in the back corner playing with stickers or laying on the floor looking at books. She really wanted nothing to do with being around anymore people. Which brings us to the "picnic" after service for the beginning of Sunday School. She pretty much hid in the toy area and played with toys alone and then we ate and then I knew it was time to leave... she was getting that look in her eye and starting to talk back really bad. I just simply know where that behavior leads... and I wasnt wrong.

Ever since getting home from Church today we've had nothing but nasty behavior and tantrums and potty issues. So much so that she ended up in a pull up and ultimately in a diaper at bedtime. We did buy, yet another, pack of underwear since we've thrown 5 pair away now in the last week and a half. Today was NOT a good day for us or her. We all did a lot of yelling we wish we hadn't I'm sure but there is only so much a person can take before they explode. She essentially escalated since Friday and with Jon working midnights I was completely worn out by today and he was tired and not in any kind of mood for the behavior either. I'm not making excuses... ok, I am... but it's the truth. We were all in the wrong today and I hope that tomorrow will be a better day... but then again, tomorrow she starts her regular school day.

I'm anticipating a tough day tomorrow.