it goes like this: i'll be stressing out trying to come up with a plan to get all my workouts in and do all the fun things i want to do with the boys in a week, and james will reply, wow, lana, i wish my life was so complicated. it must be hard to live a life full of butterflies and babies. or, i'll go a little overboard with the target spending one month, and he will remind me that someone in this house works very hard to provide, pay the bills and save for our future by telling me that life is not all just butterflies and babies. (it is his kind way of telling me to cut down on the spending!) or, i'll start daydreaming about adding just one more boy to my lot, and once again, you guessed it, it isn't all just butterflies and babies, lana.
sometimes, i think that's how i portray my life on here too. butterflies and babies. the sun always shines. the boys always play together so nicely. we are always having fun. no one ever yells or loses their cool.
not so much. definitely not today.
lane went to bed way too late. got up way too early. and woke up on the wrong side of the bed. before 10 am, lane had been sent to his room, evan and been hit at least a dozen times, and i was spent.
i yelled at lane. lane yelled at me. i got frustrated with james for no reason. the dogs tracked in mud all over my just cleaned hardwood floors. i kind of wished i could call in and take a personal day.
instead, i put the boys down for early naps and ate a brownie.
as much as i post pictures of cute little boys standing next to each other glancing out windows, or playing together nicely, or enjoying an evening outside, please know there's plenty of these types of things going on too. less than five minutes after i snapped those pictures of lane and evan staring out the window so contently, i snapped this picture.
the two of them in the backyard, before 8:30 am, getting in a dirt fight because lane wanted the yellow frisbee and evan got it first.
no, it isn't always babies and butterflies.
but it still is a lovely little life.
i am, however, keeping my fingers crossed that lane wakes up in a better mood and am sticking to that 8:30 bedtime tonight.
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