Monday.
Diana is on vacation, so Kids Day Out is insane. Those kids need a little Diana-style "don't take prisoners but follow the rules people" kind of leadership. Kisses don't get wet paint paper pumpkins to dry before 1:00 and little ones to stop sobbing over a transition to chapel that makes a twin echo the sentiment. Even though he separated so beautifully from his momma right out the gate this morning.
I am not proud, but it was a Margarita Monday.
After work of course.
Praise God for healed tummies. And progress with 2 year-olds, even if it ends up being two steps back. And naps in the car during musical theatre, a husband who baked the go-to last minute pizza meal, and early bedtimes.
