What Goes Up Must Come Down

Let me tell you how yesterday went. It all started when I realized the weather was nice enough in the morning, that if we were to go outside that day it had to be right then.
I thought I saw a wild flower that I wanted to pick, and after that I'd take the boys to a playground close to the church. A forty minute round trip pushing the boys in a double stroller underneath the freeway. The flower wasn't there but awe well. When at the playground, Reid pooed out on himself (though that's a given), me and the stroller. We went home, and Zeke was so worn out he fell asleep on the couch before lunch. He didn't wake up before he wet himself and the couch. So now I had to clean up Reid and Zeke and their messes.
I started the laundry. Second load in, I dyed whites pink. Lastly, I'm in the bathroom trying to clean, and Zeke says, "Mommy, oh boy!" I came out expecting the worst, and he had managed to open a bottle of nail polish and get it on the couch, minutes before friends were coming over. He was authentically mortified for that, because he really didn't mean to.
I wondered what else could happen. Well, I was just grateful that we are all happy and healthy, no broken bones or anything. And the night ended splendidly when I got to eat candy and watch Harry Potter on a girl date with my friend, Rachel.
I've got some sweet videos of Reid that will have to be uploaded through youtube I think. One day you might see them
Hope this post finds you well.