Today was painful. Actually, the whole day wasn't painful, just the last half of the day. It all started when I agreed to meet my sister and sister-in-law at the temple to get some pictures of our kids for my Mom for Mother's Day. I didn't want to do it. I absolutely hate hate hate doing pictures. You all know this about me. I've blogged about my dislike of this task several times before. My gut instinct told me that it was a bad idea to do this. Silly right? It's not like I'm making a life or death decision, but I had a bad feeling about it all day long. Weird right? So I packed up a large Nordstrom bag full of clean clothes, clean socks, clean shoes, hair gel, hair spray, snacks, and drinks. I wanted to be prepared. I threw Ledger and Miss B. in the car and met Brody and Case at the bus stop so I could rush to the temple and make it back to our side of town for Case's baseball game. So Brody and Case get in the car and I tell them that we are heading over to the temple to get pictures taken with the cousins. And it starts...crying, screaming, temper tantrums, full on fits. You name it, it was happening in my car. They were all mad and I couldn't say I blamed them. I didn't want to do this either but as my sister reminded me, "We can't really take pictures of the cousins if your kids aren't there." She was right. So we get to the temple and all he** breaks loose. For starters, Ledger had fallen asleep in the car on the way over and I had to wake him when the others arrived. In case you don't know this bit of information, it is never good to wake a sleeping 3 year old from a nap!!! He went into a complete fit of rage. He screamed, he cried, he took off running through the temple grounds. (as you can see from his absence in the above picture) It was horrible. Then there was Miss b. She is too little and waaaaay too busy to sit pretty for the camera. She was all over. So needless to say, we didn't get A picture of all the cousins together for my mom for Mother's Day. It was so bad that I threw my kids in the car and left. We drove to the baseball game and I made Ledger sit in the car for the whole game. When Jeremy inquired about his whereabouts I told him he was in the car and not to even think of letting him out. It literally took me 3 hours to calm down. When I did finally calm down, I realized that this whole situation was MY fault. I didn't listen to my instinct. I set myself and my kids up for failure. Brody and Case had a major Easter hangover and then had to go to school for 6 plus hours. I pick them up and drag them to yet another situation where they have to behave and be perfect. It wasn't fair. Poor Ledger and Miss B. They too were rockin' the Easter hangover and I pull Miss B. out of her comfy bed and throw her and Ledger in the car and expect them to behave. Shame on me. I knew better and I didn't listen. Lucky for me, I have tomorrow to make it up to them. You better believe I will try my best and hope for a happier ending.
