Yesterday was a complete disaster. We attempted to have a happy day at the in-laws and from the beginning, it was a disaster.
Everyone woke up fussy (including Dusty). No one wanted to eat breakfast. Once we got in the car, it started raining and the concept of morning naps went out the window. Due to the length of the trip, lunch time fell right in the middle of the drive so we proceeded to attempt to eat turkey which got thrown on the floor, cheese which got shoved in between the seats and applesauce which got spit out everywhere… which reminds me I probably need to clean my car today.
We got there and Brooklyn still hadn’t taken a morning nap and then decided to skip her afternoon nap as well. This was after she was sitting on the bed, leaned over to pick up a toy and tumbled down on the tile. Brooklyn was outside playing with the water hose and Brylee decided to turn the concrete pavement into a slip and slide and now looks like Rudolph with a huge scrap on her nose and forehead. We finally decided to throw in the towel and head home around 5pm. We hadn’t even made it out of the driveway and both were sound asleep. Of course, that didn’t last long and we woke up screaming so we had to pull over on the side of I-10 so the child that was hyperventilating could catch her breath. I finally gave in and let Brooklyn have the ipad and Brylee my phone. 5 minutes later my new iphone case that I just got replaced because Brooklyn threw it over the upstairs rail and shattered it, was now broke again. At least the guy at the Whataburger drive-thru was nice and complimented us on our two well-behaved children… (that was the only 5 minutes of the day they were good).
By the time we got home, we took them upstairs to the playroom, sat on the floor and just stared at the wall in disbelief. Luckily, they went to bed on time and so did mom and dad.
With all that being said, I still sit here and when I think of yesterday, I can’t help but giggle. That morning as we were getting ready to leave, Dusty wanted to go back inside to get an extra pacifier. He stepped out of the car and as I told him not to worry about it, I pushed the button to close the garage door. He insisted on getting it so tried to squeeze under the garage door as it was shutting. Sensing something was in the way, it started to go back up; however, the back of Dusty’s t-shirt had gotten caught on the door and as it is going back up… there goes Dusty attached to the garage door. As I sat in the front seat of the car giggling to myself and angry that I didn’t have a video camera, I hear Brylee from the back seat with her famous phrase… “Uh-oh” and she is pointing at Dusty…. All in all, I love them and their cuteness and no matter how bad they behave, it is still always a good day.
