Ever have one of those days?

It's not horrible, terrible or very bad. It just is.

The baby refuses to sleep (cutting the last canine, I believe).

The boy refuses to use the toilet.

The girl refuses to be nice to the boy.

Both toilets are broken (the seat on one and the innards of the other).

I have no idea what to make for dinner.

Just another day. I think I'll have some ice cream and start over.