Today was one of those days when it wouldn't be so bad to pass my darling children off to a well-qualified Nanny. Emma would not be put down today, not for one single second. She spent what seems like the entire day in either the Ergo or my arms. Well, or crying if not in either of those spots.
Will was also uncharacteristically whiny and needy as well. I am keeping everything crossed that they are not coming down with something. This type of behavior usually precedes a Big Ol' Sick.
I tried to be patient and think I succeeded for the most part, but by the end of the afternoon, I was stick-a-fork-in-me-DONE. I put the kids in the double stroller and got the heck outside with them and the dogs. It was a lovely fall late afternoon, with no clouds in the sky and the sun doing that thing with shadows that it does this time of year that just makes everything look a bit crisper. We walked to the new neighborhood behind us, where they have installed a really nice playground system with. . . wait for it. . . a baby swing. I just about peed my pants with excitement when we saw it. So did Will!
So what had been a craptastic afternoon was turning nice. Will was laughing, Emma wasn't crying, the dogs were still being annoying, but it felt good to breathe again. I wouldn't want to pass these moments onto someone else.