Best of Times, Worst of Times

I'm getting ready for work. Upstairs blow drying my hair. I yell downstairs to Declan a couple times. He playing Lego and watching a movie. 

"You ok Declan!?"

"Yes Mommy!!"

Once I'm done and ready I head downstairs to the kid who then says "You're all done Mommy. You look beautiful."

The best.

Declan wanted me to play with his Lego with him. He wants me to build him a wall again (What's with walls!!??) As I start he says "not that one. Not that one." So I stop and inquire. "What do you mean Declan?" 

"Build another one."

"You don't like this wall?"

"No build ANOTHER one!"

"Ok"

So here Intake it apart and start building another one.

The tears.

"Not that one!" He yells with more tears.

I tell him I don't understand so perhaps I shouldn't be building walls.

Full. Freakin. Meltdown.

The worst.