This has been the strangest summer ever. Just when you think it's a great day to get in the pool, the sky clouds over and it thunders just enough to have the lifeguards blow their whistle to exit the pool. The kids are going stir-crazy and frankly so am I.
So with ominous skies again overhead today I thought it would be "fun" to go to Chick-fil-a for lunch. I could get a good sandwich and the kids could play a while on the indoor slides. I was quite wrong on the "fun" part. I think everyone burst into tears at least once during the 45 min. dining experience...I was close but held it in for sake of appearances.
All I really wanted was my sandwich. Not only did I choose to do this I had to go and drag Gayla into the pit with me. Although, some part of me knows she wasn't quite as exasperated as I, due to the constant giggles under her breath. You know the kind where it's really not appropriate to laugh but you're just so glad it's happening to someone else and not you. All I can say is thank goodness for friends who don't judge you on one time experiences, they give you an overall rating.
On the way home I began to reflect on possible causes for this type of atypical behavior for my crew. I think it is a compound problem.
#1 the kids,except Trent, have been at Nana and Paw Paw's for a week& are tired
#2 I have only had one child to 'tend to all week and I got a little spoiled. So we are all trying to get back in the right "pecking order" and I am trying my best to end up on top. It's a struggle for all of us.
Now, I am home and everyone is either sleeping or resting.... I will go and eat my sandwich, that's all I really wanted in the first place.
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