A Good Day
I started writing a post in my head this morning, one that complained about what a horrible time I had at the mechanic's today and how it made me sink down into the depths of despair about my whole life yet again...
But then the boys distracted me for a few hours, and when I came back to it, I realized that I had a pretty good day. This was due almost entirely to the fact that James loved on me a bunch and then pretended to do the dishes all day:
SO MUCH FUN! AND DID I MENTION ADORABLE?
It also helps that I got to hold a tiny little sleeping baby (Tyler), and that I learned that I don't have to take care of Zachary any more. HUGE weight off my back, as I've been going back and forth on how to handle that whole situation because I was feeling very burnt out there.
So anyway. I had a pretty good day. How could you not, with this guy by your side?
Note: I cross-posted this on Momabetes, since I'm trying to post there every day this month. Not so easy with both a toddler AND a little tiny baby around most days! ;)