Jacob's day in pictures

I decided to give Mommy the job of following me around with the camera to capture my day. But first, I thought it would be interesting to ask her what she had planned for the day. Here is what she said:

"Wake around 8 am, get dressed, and head downstairs for a no mess breakfast and cartoons while Mommy has coffee and feeds Noah. Then we head out to the library to return our book. Happily attend and participate in story time. Make several friends there and plan to meet tomorrow to play - same time, same place. Pick out a few new books to take home. Probably a train book, football book, and some very educational book. Go back home and play while Mommy gets Noah to nap. Play with Mommy some more. Break for a very nutritious lunch. Read our new books. Nap for about an hour and a half. Wake up and have a snack and watch a cartoon. Run a couple of errands with Mommy. Come home and do a craft to show to Daddy when he gets home. Play with Daddy while Mommy cooks supper. Eat whatever Mommy cooks without demanding peanut butter or chicken and fries. Play in the bathtub with Noah while Mommy gets us all clean. Play football with Daddy until Mommy says it is time for bed. March upstairs for 3 books, then lay down and drift off to dreamland like a little angel."

That is what Mommy planned. But I had some different ideas.

Here is how my day actually turned out:

Mommy woke me a little after 9 because she thought I was really tired from a big weekend and needed extra sleep (Yeah Mom, you thought I needed the sleep. Not that you wanted to sleep in. I'll go with your story.) Then we rushed, rushed, rushed to get ready so we could make it to 10:00 story time. Mommy noticed that I was not wet, so she had me use the potty. I did it! Yea! I washed my hands! Yea! Mommy convinced me to eat my breakfast in the car so we wouldn't be late. I was oh so cooperative with everything. We were all ready to go and feeling so proud of ourselves. Then Mommy started frantically running around, then banging things around, dumping her bag out. I knew something was wrong. She lost her keys...as usual. I kept my mouth shut. But then she called Daddy. He told her that I was playing with them the night before and the last he saw them they were, well, in a place that they were not this morning. When she asked me about it I simply told her that Daddy had taken the keys from me. That's my story and I'm sticking to it! I helped her scour the living room for them. No luck. So afraid that I would be disappointed, she told me she was sorry that we couldn't go to the library. I said, "We are staying home? YEAH!" This made her feel better. Phew!

So with that I decided to dismantle her plans even further. For breakfast I demanded (messy) cheerios. Then Mommy realized the freezer was not working so she began to try to fix it. I helped as best I could. When mommy finally gave up, we played football. I got to be the player and then the coach. Then we took Noah for a stroll to get him to sleep. I found a butterfly and a fire hydrant. Mommy didn't seem to want to play at the fire hydrant as long as I did. But we went back to it three times. Then we went back home and I put fires out. Excuse me, Fireman Sam put fires out! Mommy had to drag me in to eat lunch. I insisted on a hot dog (the 4th of the week. Yes, it is just Monday), and wouldn't let up until it was placed on my Woo Pig Sooie plate. Then I got a little grumpy. Mommy said I was tired. I don't know why she thought that. Doesn't she know I am never tired!? She let me watch...you guessed it...Fireman Sam! Then she tricked me into going upstairs to read a book (Woo Pig Sooie book) when she really just wanted to get me in my bed for a nap. I am so on to her tricks! I WAS NOT TIRED!!! When will she learn. So she finally gave up and I helped her be "productive". I helped her vacuum and clean out Noah's closet. In the middle of sorting clothes is when Mommy said things got out of control and by things she meant me and Noah. Leaving her organizing a mess, she tried once again to get us to nap. I pitched a fit (one of my finest performances, I thought) and got in trouble. Needless to say, that is when this project came to a screeching halt. Mommy couldn't keep up with the camera any longer. Mimi and Papa came over. We had a good night and Mommy promised that she would try this project again with me soon.

So it wasn't too far from what Mommy planned for us, was it?

-Jakers