It was a hard day. The kids were whiny (most especially Payson), I was overtired and overworked and therefore moody. Random yucky things happened (Payson throwing his poopy diaper off the changing table onto the floor). I ran late for a photoshoot with my friend. Just a yucky day.
It started pretty well, though. Payson watched the rain.
I took pictures of the kids in their new pajamas that my mom got them.
They were ultra sweet to each other.
I made a breakfast of fruit, eggs, toast with nutella, and milk for the girls.
Which they loved and thanked me for.
Payson didn’t get toast with nutella but he did get coconut milk (which, turns out, he hates!)
I finished reading “My Father’s Dragon” to the kids.
It was time to go and all three kids decided the last thing on Earth they wanted to do was leave the house. And Payson decided that everything made him mad.
But we still managed to make it out the door.
I met up with my friend Arjhana (pronounced uh-ron-uh) to take her pictures.
When we got home I put Payson to bed. He took a very short nap. While he was asleep I snapped some pictures of Brooklyn.
She was doing all kinds of her own poses and faces.
And as I type I hear Payson walking towards me screaming. I really have to go make dinner and then do the scripture reading, brushing teeth and bedtime thing.
And tomorrow we’re not going anywhere and hopefully it’s a mellow day of crafts, songs and school!