Yesterday was one of those days. Not great, not horrible, just a day soon forgotten. Everyone was off as Tuesdays tend to fall for us. My husband leaves for work at 5:30 ish on the Monday morning and we basically don’t see him during waking hours again until Wednesday evening. He works his bum off and we miss him. So usually on Tuesdays, we’re already ready for Wednesday. I fed the kids dinner at 3:30. that’s how excited I was for the day to be over.
So we were bored and irritated and *some* of us were pushing boundaries. And sometimes these days end with everyone going to bed early enough to try again tomorrow but yesterday ended with a sunset. I threw the kids in the car, told the dogs to hold down the fort, and we headed to the sea. I thought the water would magically make the bad moods disappear. It didn’t. We had tantrums and timeouts even there. And that’s just ok because that's just how it had to be yesterday.
I’ll take a tantrum at sunset over a tantrum at home any damn day.
We got some gems like this because basically this is us:
The boys believe that 'jumping like Kung Fu Panda" cures all:
We're still waiting on Everett's ninja skills to make an appearance:
Meadow just continued on being world's cutest baby:
Even with a mouthful of sand and shells:
Finally, we did catch some of those in-between moments that make my heart full: