Today must have been 'The Day of Fit Throwing'. Between both the kids, even after Phillip got home, it seemed like one thing after the other. It's like they were taking turns! I told Phillip today is a day that makes me very happy we didn't have twins. It was rough, and I think rough days are very real, and they do happen, and they also make good days seem heavenly, so they do have their place.
Come dinner time, I was pretty exhausted, and as Liam played outside happily, it was Annabelle's turn to fuss. I finally resorted to letting her hold a grapefruit, which she thought was the best thing in the world, and then put her in her swing on the back porch so she could watch Liam play. That seemed to do the trick. Liam came over and started the swing swinging, and then the music, and then popped a binky in her mouth, and all was well.
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