I am losing it people....talk me down.

It was a rough day.  I will sum it up this way:  They only took a one hour nap.  Blinds were broken.  Blood was spilled,  Tantrums were thrown, I gained a bruise. I counted down from 100, twice. I did a yoga warm up and ended up putting them in the van around 5:15 and going for a drive..which ended with me playing the music so loud, I could almost drown out their screams (before you think I am too mean, they were crying because they decided they wanted to throw their pacifiers on the floor.)

I then fed them fast food (which I never do...ok, rarely), sang them a song, skipped the story and put them to bed.  They then proceeded to throw out their pacifiers three times and scream and pound on the crib until I came back in and gave them back to them.

Yeah, it was fun.  Bob was at work if you are wondering where he was during this.  Really, most days are pretty good, but today was not one of those days.

Anyway, happier days:

Granite City Days: Sunday, June 28th

 

Kian comforting Finn:

 

They liked the stick better than the corn dog.

 

Pretty serious about that lemonade:

 

More happy boys:

  

I am still in the middle of editing..or trying to edit (but it is kind of hard when Bob is gone all the time with overtime and golfing).  Both weddings were beautiful.  The 20th was a lovely day and the love between the couple was so evident and I loved all the little details that made it such a special day.  The 27th wedding was just pure fun.  The bride was a princess and the groom and his men were the most entertaining crew, ever.  Just to give you a little sneak peak; the guys wanted me to take this shot of them and photoshop in mustaches.  These same guys threw the groom in the air and climbed up in trees for shots, so I figured this was the least I could do:

I hope they like it!  Such sophistication and maturity.  ;-p

Comments

[geri litzen]

hilarious! glad I found your blog again...

[Grace2882]

I am laughing but not at you. I remember those days well when I would go to the bathroom so that I could close the door and have five minutes alone. hahaha

[Seanna]

How you know you are doing this parent thing right: Sometimes it is really, really damn hard. DAMN hard.

Keep up the great work. The boys are spectacular.