Now, there was the minor meltdown during nursery, but we'll give him a break since it was way past naptime and he was not allowed to touch me during sacrament meeting. That had been half a day without his mama holding him, so by then we were both ready for a snuggle. After naps it just kept going. We made homemade pizzas, played legos, made cookies, went on a walk, put on pjs, brushed teeth, and everyone was STILL smiling. You see, this one is for the records. We do still have great days around here despite crying, minor meltdowns, and time-outs, but this one was just abnormally perfect. And Brian was home from beginning to end which was awesome. (Our Sundays with daddy at home have officially come to an end. Bummer.)
In real life, the four of us are sorta a mess. I don't write about all of those days, you know. But if we're being honest here, my house is a mess, my kids look like raggamuffins, Brian is gone more than usual with his internship, and I'm drowning in lack of motivation and wanting to revert to my old napping schedule. That saying - We may not have it all together, but together we have it all - is so us. Thirty years from now I won't look back and remember perfection, because we're just not. But I will remember happy, simple seemingly nothing days like these. For today, I just want to bottle everyone around here up and squeeze their cheeks - whichever ones I can grab. It was just last night I was telling Brian what a happy, full life I have. And it's true.
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In real life we're a mess too. And last Sunday was officially dubbed not-our-finest-hour. Baad. So. I'm glad someone's day went right!
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