I'm not winning any Super Mom awards

So this evening I let my impatience get the better of me. Tony works nights again this week and so it was just me tonight with the boys. I was holding Josh in my arms while trying to water the sod that we put in a couple weekends ago. Tyler was NOT listening to me...story of my life these days. I got frustrated and pulled the hose off the lawn towards the house. Well I pulled a little too hard and the nozzle broke the window that goes to our laundry room. Ah man, that sucks. So then I go down stairs to check out the damage and I put Josh down on the edge of the carpet in the laundry room (thinking that there was no way that the broken glass got all the way to the edge of the carpet) to start picking up the big pieces of glass.

Well with one quick roll over he got a cut on the heal of his foot. He really didn't cry, he just fussed a little bit. I didn't even notice it until I got upstairs to change him into his jammies and saw the blood on the changing table...I'm a terrible mother. But even with pressure on his foot, he didn't cry. He actually laughed because it tickled his foot. So that makes me feel better that he isn't hurting.

I told Josh that I was so sorry that he got cut and then Tyler told me he was sorry too. I then told Tyler that I was sorry for loosing my patience. Tyler has this new thing where he asks me things three times repeatedly or makes me repeat my self three or four times. It drives me nuts. I don't know if I just don't talk loud enough or he just doesn't listen, but either way...I hope all this repeating doesn't last too much longer.