Thursday, June 12, 2008
no matter how much you plan and how hard your try and how good your intentions are...you still have a really, really bad day.
It started this morning when I was drying my hair. I blew a fuse. That shut down the computer. That erased my husband's report. That was due within the hour.
Later, trying to rebound, we all headed out in the car for some family fun. Our plan? Stop in quickly at one store on our way to a Wildlife Park. But Isaac got fussy in the store. So I took him to the car to eat and left my purse with Dave and Andrew. Who left my purse in the cart at the store. My purse had my phone, camera, and the cash that I got out earlier in the day for the upcoming Beach Week. Over $200. Not to mention all the whatnot of one's wallet....credit cards and driver's license and all.
We discovered this after we decided to head home anyway. Andrew had fallen asleep and Isaac was letting us know in no uncertain terms his feelings on car seats. No one felt like adding any more Wildlife to our already wild day.
It's really too bad that today is a total stinker. Today is Andrew's birthday. And I'm glad that we've already celebrated him quite thoroughly, because well, the party's over. At least for today.
Happy Birthday, Little Guy.
Andrew at 2.
Andrew at 1.
Andrew at 1 month.
Posted by Dave at 4:06 PM