Dustin has had a hard weekend. Even though he is excited about school starting, I know he is a little anxious. His behavior has been horrid this weekend. Harrison is a little nervous as well, and I don't think McCartney feels all that well because she has been incredibly cranky and even napped today.
We decided (read: Mommy decided) we were gonna take the kids to the Zoo to try to get them sidetracked. Not a good plan. They were whiny, grumpy and foul. We did have some fun moments and they loved riding the train.
They also laughed when a goat escaped from the petting zoo and I chased it down and carried it back to inside of the fence. A woman said, "Wow, that was great." and I said, "I've got three kids a goat is no match for me!" Thank God Robert didn't get a picture of that.
After the zoo we decided to stop at Clara's Pizza King. We went in and McCartney had a melt down becuase she wanted to sit at the table with the porch swing. It was not being used, but was not cleaned off. So, I cleaned it off. Gross, I was not a waitress or a bus-boy for a reason, I hate other people's food mess. Then we sit down and they start whining about who's gonna sit with Daddy, who's gonna get what to drink and Harrison is "stuck" on playing the arcade games. I had enough. We told them that if the whining and the crying didn't stop, we'd leave. And we did. Actually I left McCartney on the floor of the dining room where she threw herself down. She came out he door soon after me. We've never actually done that and I think they were shocked. . .
Here are the pictures on the train . . . they look innocent don't they?
Some days I wave.
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