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It's been a bad day...

Wuwst day evuh.

That was Sprout.

MissTHANG agreed.

He mouthed off to his teacher.

She got warts burned off.

He got to write an apology, lost his bike and has guinea pig poop duty for a week.

She got to have Daddy snuggle with her until she fell asleep. {Did you know they sell home kits?}

Mr. Survival doesn't know that she doesn't really like to snuggle when she falls asleep, but I suppose that the trauma probably changed her mind. I know it does mine.

Poor family.

Mr. Survival and I went over finances for our date. Not recommended. We didn't fight, thank goodness. But, we did get a very real picture of the impending doom.

Secretly, we kind of agreed over our children's heads. Except not quite the ever part.

What is your worst day ever?
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  1. MizFitMarch 18, 2011 at 5:27 AM

    ahhhhh we've had those dates here too.
    never fun.
    I wont recount my worst day :) but I will say that I do, each time, end said days with the picture book Alexander and the terrible horrible no good very bad day.
    It helps.

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  2. LaurieMarch 18, 2011 at 6:37 AM

    If I mouth off can I lose poop duty (isn't that a redundancy, poop doodie )
    Sorry about the worst day eva. At least today is Friday.

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  3. NataliaMarch 18, 2011 at 7:40 AM

    Ugh! Sorry to hear about that! I think with worst day's there should come many, many hugs! And NO talk of money! :)

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  4. MorganMarch 18, 2011 at 10:52 AM

    It is a toss-up between the day we had to tell our parents that I was pregnant at 18 and out of wedlock, and the day of my oldest daughter's spinal surgery - not so much the surgery itself but seeing her in recovery and after. Although I pretty much think that the time we spent with her in recovery actually go down as the WORST experience of my life.

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  5. Tami@NutmegNotebookMarch 18, 2011 at 4:51 PM

    Finance talk for your date? No, no, no! Don't do that again, pretty please - promise.

    Hope everyone's days improve. No poop duty sounds like a good thing to me!

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  6. Yum YuckyMarch 18, 2011 at 9:00 PM

    If the warts come back, use home remedy of banana peel on wart with duct tape over it - change as needed. That's how my kid got his to disappear away. I know the feeling of impending doom. but the doom might get solved just in the nick of time. That has been my experience and I pray that for you, too.

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  7. Pretty PaulineMarch 20, 2011 at 1:44 AM

    I am happy to report that I cannot recall my worst day EVAH! I'm sure there have been many, but MAN I don't wanna relive them! LOL! I'll be sure to blog about the new ones, though...

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