What a day

What a day. I have to say, today is one of these days that I am seriously questioning why I am a parent. My kids have completely knocked me down today and I am so frustrated!! For any of you who might have any disillusions about my children, let me tell you about a day in my life!! The boys were up stairs playing right?? I was cooking dinner, I called them down to eat. After dinner while I was washing up, Dalton brought me some broken glass pieces and the jar that they were from. I asked what happened and he just said it broke. I told him to be sure to pick up all the broken bits, because I could tell that some were missing. Dylan said he would go up and check for me, he was actually helping me downstairs ,he came and told me that there had been so much water spilled up there that it might leak through the floor/ceiling. As I am going up the steps, I see what comes to about 30 wash clothes and towels on the floor and Dawson in the bathroom saying "we need soap" as he proceeds to pump contuniously soap from the hand soap bottle into yet another wash cloth. I get that from him, look down the (very) small hallway and see the that boys, (Dalton and Dawson) have decided to use the bookcase as a ladder and lost 2 pegs out of two seperate shelves, making all the books from those said shelves land on the floor. I look into Dawsons room, I could not even get into the room because the mattress was in the way and everything was everywhere, the water, glass, blankets, toys, clothes etc. It was a mess. I told Dylan to take Dawson, I was so mad that I could not even deal with him. I then proceeded to clean up the HUGE mess, when I got the bed complete, I called Dawson up to get ready for bed, and get in it. I finished his room and closed the door. Dylan and Dalton were working to clean up the mess in the hallway. Dylan suggested that I go have a seat on the couch or something. I came downstairs to finish the dishes and laundry then I tried to call USAA since they were not open when I tried them this morning. While on the phone, Dylan was begging to make these eclair things that he has been wanting to make. I told him no but he kept on about it and just to shut him up, I said just go do it. Well, Dylan being Dylan, doesn't read directions through all the way and was constantly bugging me while I was on the phone with USAA. He finally got the eclair mix ready to bake, I had to put them into a pastry bag and then squeeze them out onto the cookie sheet to bake. He then wanted to make the filling and I told him that it would have to wait until morning,. again, he didn't listen and flubbed that up, not sure if that will turn out at all. Then I told him to put it into the fridge and he said "there is no room". HMMMM I am pretty sure I told him that to begin with!!! So I then started to put a few dishes away and I look into my silverware drawer and what do I see, HMMMM flour and water everywhere. Dalton apparently took a mouthful of flour and then went to get a fork out but started to choke when the drawer was open and flour went everywhere. Now, I am cleaning up the whole entire drawer of silverware. Why, oh because I have nothing better to do with my time. Now they are all in bed and I am not so sure I like them too much tonight. If you happen to see this post today, please pray for me. I need it bad. I am going to go and say a little, ok, maybe big prayer myself. God will get me through, he always does but sometimes I think he might have made a mistake in giving me children. If you know how I feel, please let me know so maybe I will stop thinking I am the worst parent on the planet!!!