the day started rocky.
i was tired.  which happens when you stay up too late.
it was drizzly.  which happens in march.  

i thought fixing my hair might help get things going.

stella was doing a puzzle.  anton was chasing balls. 

stay with me. 
as i waited for the straightening iron to get hot, i heard a ball roll across kitchen and anton taking off after it, his hands smacking the floor.  this little game is my new favorite.  then i heard something different.
beads hitting the floor?  pencils dropping?

not good.  i dashed out of the bathroom and gasped.  CAT FOOD!  guess anton found a sound he liked.  he was throwing it all over the floor.  and as i got closer, he quickly slipped some in his mouth.  gag.

the mischievous smile was adorable but...

so much for turning my rocky day around.