Do you have days like that?
Gillian Grace got every ounce of kindness and patience I could muster, so needless to say my husband was the undeserving recipient of most of my crankiness. Try as he might to do right by us, I found flaw in most everything he did. I was on his case about how he fed GG to how loudly I thought he was eating, and I was relentless. I might as well have been the Big Bad Wolf because I huffed, puffed, and sighed about practically everything. Unfortunately my mom even got a taste of my terrible 'tude when I called home to check in. Suppose I could blame it on being peed on {twice}; thinking I lost my wedding ring after a catastrophic diaper change and sifting through a bag of poopy wet wipes and diaper only to learn that my husband had my ring the entire time; or that I was over tired from our six a.m. wake up call courtesy of the next door neighbor's yard man and his mower! But that would be unfair. The reality of it is, I was just in a no good, very bad, don't listen to a thing I say because I don't really mean it, kinda mood. And I've decided it's okay to have an "off" day every once in awhile, but I have learned that when a bad
But the weekend was not totally without laughter, smiles, and the usual fun family times. We did enjoy spending a little time outside Sunday, and celebrated the first birthday of one of Gillian Grace's friends {our neighbor's grandchild}. After the party and a quick change into comfy clothes, we headed to Fresh Market to pick up something for dinner. As we were walking out, I noticed the small oranges and after reading the name on the boxes, just had to have Bret snap a few quick pictures. Who could resist posing with a bunch of "cuties"? I sure couldn't!
Gillian Grace is watching the cutie she did have in her hand, roll into the parking lot. Whoops!
Still looking for her cutie! I just know she thought it was going to come back.
Hope your week is off to a great start!
