Ahhh...Lovely, Lovely Friday

If you want to know how to get my morning started on a sour note, just reach up and pull my coffee cup off the kitchen table. I was glad that it wasn't hot. I was glad that it didn't spill on Stella. I was not glad that it was full and I was looking very forward to consuming it.

Not to be deterred from having a decent sunny Friday morning, I made another cup and plugged right along. Heath was definitely in a cantankerous, nothing is right mood. He peed in multiple places, none of them the potty. He did not want to wear clothes. He did not want to eat pancakes. Or eggs. Or cereal. Or fruit. He wanted green ice cream. We have a lot of ice cream. Green, however, was not available. And just when I thought he had settled in to a fun activity outside, I discovered he was removing the wooden slats from the deck fence. When I tried to get him to stop his "construction project" he let go a blood-curdling scream and launched into a full-on, can't bother talking to him, limbs flailing meltdown.

None of these acts are particularly horrific. But it's Friday. Patience does not exist.

When he was settled I managed to get the kiddies into the baby jogger for a much needed run. Fortunately for Heath (and me), there were multiple truck sightings and construction zones to pass. The outlook on the rest of our day was just like the weather: warm and sunny. We even managed to eat an enjoyable lunch outside and headed to the park after naps for some hard working playtime.

Tired babies easily to bed tonight. Phew.