It was just one of those days around here. When everyone is healthy and things are going well, I guess I set an expectation that the day will be fun and productive. I stayed up with Brendan last night and only got sleep in 15-30 minute patches all through the night. The moment I would lay my head down and close my eyes, something would beep or buzz or Brendan would turn and get all tangled. He was very active in his sleep last night.
I can’t count the number of times I dropped something, broke something or did something wrong today. I was clumsy, tired and crabby.

Bill tried to help by taking Trevor out on an outing. They went to a plumbing supply store and then ended up at a park Bill used to go to as a kid.

Everything today was a battle. I couldn’t let my guard down for a second, the boys were climbing on to precarious perches, throwing train buildings, hitting each other, trying to get to the electrical outlets under the vent, spilling everything they could. There wasn’t a moment to breathe.
I tried to take Trevor out front to play in his sandbox. If I even turned my head, he was taking the shovel and eating mouthfuls of sand. He seemed to like it. But almost everything I put on his tray for meals got thrown or fed to the dogs.
If they weren’t fighting over the iPad, they were trying to stand on it. I don’t know how we will survive the terrible twos at this rate.

Needless to say, I didn’t take pictures, our hands were full.

I can’t have a no-Brendan picture day, so here is a cute spy cam shot.