Monday can’t help being Monday even with extra hands here. As we tried to cram in all of the things we needed to get done on Gramma’s last day, the day just flew by with boys fighting, yelling, crashing, whining, and having therapy. It is hard to get anything done.

Trevor climbing on wobbly stacks of containers makes sorting go smoothly

He “helped” get laundry done

It wasn’t one of Trevor’s best moods today

Brendan just worked on cookies and looked for any little opportunity to kick off another Trevor meltdown

Tired Mommy trying to enjoy some tech time with the boys

Trevor is trying to share a Cheeto

I sneaked a spy cam picture of Gramma rocking Trevor. We have to leave for the airport early tomorrow so he will probably still be in bed. Brendan was a stinker all week and wouldn’t let her rock him. He cried, ran away and hid from his therapists today. At least he didn’t treat her like that.

We are always grateful to have Gramma here, and we hoped she would be able to relax. Instead, she works her butt off helping with the boys and cleaning and still taking care of things across the country. She is one hard-working Gramma. We look forward to the next visit, and still hope she can relax!!