What should have happened:
Monday: text to fellow daycare mom: hi, this is Virginia, Liam's mom. We will be at Jakob's party on Saturday. Is it okay if I bring his little brother Wyatt? The response: sure, see you then!

Saturday morning: txt from fellow daycare mom: hey, the weather looks bad. We are going to reschedule the party to next Friday. The response: thanks for letting me know.

What actually happened:
Monday: text to fellow daycare mom: hi, this is Virginia, Liam's mom. We will be at Jakob's party on Daturday. Is it okay if I bring his little brother Wyatt? The response: sure, see you then!

Saturday night: arrived on time to party, after driving to Richmond 30 minutes. Man meets Us At door. "Rachel didn't text you? We aren't doing the party. Jakob isn't home. Sorry" the response? Utter confusion on Liam's part, attempts to squeeze past him into house, tries to barter with man with birthday present to get inside, asks why it was rescheduled when it is sunny?

Irritated 30 minute drive back, still have yet to receive at least a follow up apology text from mother or clarification on what time the party has been rescheduled Friday.  Seriously?

Beckett is asleep, and Liam and Wyatt are with Jeremy at Friday night flicks.  I'm tired, but I'm going to try and motivate myself to go down and do a workout.  I need to drink some water first.

Wyatt is doing much better at swim lessons, and Liam is doing awesome too.  I am so proud of them.  I skinned the top of my feet running and lunging for a little girl in their class that let go of the wall and went under. It seems like every time I save someone, I get hurt somehow.

Swim lessons tomorrow.  Boys loved the pool. Wyatt has a dentist apt on Friday and swim lessons again and Friday night flicks. Busy night. Hopefully the weather will hold out. M

I'm hungry but it's so late in the night:(

Strawberry picking today. I did a leg and back workout this morning and I was really sore. And the pickings were slim. Boys had fun, were wiped out and the end because of the heat.


We took out the bush in front, looks so much better.
 And less dangerous. That stuff is so prickly.

Wyatt has started randomly saying "you are my best friend!", while Beckett just took another massive dump and threw a full sippy cup of water at my head. Take what you can get!