Too tired to give this a title

This has been one of the most trying days in the last 29 months (i.e., Moses' life). It was supposed to be a fun, special day-- because it was the first day of preschool. BUT, he is a toddler, and so nothing went as planned.

He's been sick since Monday night, but he's on an antibiotic and doing much better. The Dr. gave him the clear to go to school today. Yesterday he was in great spirits. But I should have known, when it was terribly hard to get him up this morning:


And then, the traumatic happened. Mommy wanted to take off his pajama shirt and put on a cute new Caterpillar shirt. How dare I?! Here was the result:




After about 20 minutes, I succumbed. I didn't want him going off to preschool like this. So, here he is in his cute Chaps jeans, and a giraffe shirt:


Now, he has LOVED going into this school every time we've previewed it. But not today:



What a great pic for posterity! And apparently, he did this for the first half of school today.

We did finally get a one cute picture (AFTER school):


I figured he was just still not feeling well. So when he went into hysterics this afternoon when we tried to put him down for a nap, I decided to let him skip it. We had had enough trauma for one day.

I did everything I could all afternoon to make him happy, and even let him watch a couple hours of Sesame Street. I had cookies waiting for him when he got home from school. I let him eat an apple and chow mein noodles for dinner.

And now he is in his crib, crying hysterically, for no known reason.

I am tired.

And K is on his way to DQ for a demanded treat.

(An addendum: Before I even got this posted, he was sound asleep! Phew.)