Today turned out to be a bit of a bust. It started out nicely enough, as depicted above. Coffee and cuddles, boys sharing Daddy's lap and all. Then it took a turn...not a terrible one. Just stuff not done around the house, all of us cranky despite a nice long afternoon nap, a disappointing trip to a camera shop where the service sucked and the lens we checked out was all wrong, a stroll through Pasadena where every person seemed to be consuming Pinkberry and Starbucks, and then, the topper, projectile vomiting from Mason just as we finished our bedtime routine (like all over him, me and the curtains). Now it is quiet and I can look at the photo above and just be glad to have them, all three of them. Some days are not what I expect, but I guess everyday is to be cherished in some way.
1 comment:
great shot!!!!
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