Worst Part of the Day - I was bound and determined to make this 10:55 a.m. Gymboree class for the boyz so they can run around and get out some of that energy. IMP insists on taking a 10 a.m. nap ("okay," I warn. "But it's only going to be for 40 minutes!") But I get both boyz in shoes, coats, hats (it's COLD today) and into the car. We make it to the class only four minutes late (that's early in our world) and ... there has been a power outage? No class. Boo Hiss. Erik is down in Boston having a boys weekend and I have two little ones in the car. So we head to Target. I buy them popcorn (and for one penny more get a fountain drink? No wonder moms hang out at Target. I can always happily drink a Diet Pepsi.) Then we buy some toys and head on home. Huh - this "worst part of the day" reads like one of those interview questions "what is your biggest weakness?" And you answer "OH I'm just over the top organized!" or "I just can't let anything get in my way until the job gets done. I'm almost TOO focused!" Annoying!
Best Part of the Day - I was in bed at 9:35 p.m. reading away. Sigh.
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