my no good day...

yesterday I was determined to have a terrible day and I accomplished it. You can do anything you set your mind to, you know. By the time Aaron got home from work, I was still in my running clothes.. the ones that I put on at 5 am, but never actually ran in. The house was a mess, the kids were in their pj's, Zack's face was puffy because she shot himself in the eye with a rubberband, and there was nothing for dinner. Aaron took the baby out of my arms, kicked me in the butt and told me to change into something presentable. I do whatever he says. We went to pack meeting as a family. Ben received some serious scout awards and we did some bizarre cheers. Afterward we headed to Cafe Rio for dinner. Cafe Rio can always make a bad day better.

While eating, Zack said the most annoyingist thing that Simon does is take out his pacifier when he's crying. Simon proved that he can do even annoyinger things by spitting up all over himself and my wallet that was inside his car seat. He has been coughing to the point of throwing up, poor kid. I cursed myself for feeding him a jar of vegetable stew for lunch... why couldn't it have been peaches or applesauce? On the way home, Ben expressed his desire to marry a girl who has freckles. Daddy asked him what makes him so sure a girl will marry him. Ben shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's a lucky guess." Then we asked Luke if he thought he would get married and Luke said, "Yes. I AM really cute." Is he ever.

We came home past our bedtimes and everyone curled up on our bed to read scriptures. This is when I knew that when I am with my family, it's never really a bad day... even though sometimes it seems like it. Aaron entertained the boys by impersonating Elmo. I only recorded a second of it on my phone... (and yes, Elmo does in fact say that babies are dumb.)