It started off rough. I was more emotional than I had expected to be. It didn't help when my expectations.. yes the unrealistic ones.. came crumbling before me. I really thought the boys would watch the parade on TV while I got dinner going. Well they decided to start an all out war over Lego's which ended in yelling and time outs all around. GREAT..so then my pity party kicked into overdrive.
So thanks to some good ole fashion whining to my mom, my sister and my best friend Christi I was able to SKYPE with Rob and get it back together. I put put my big girl pants on and brought my (very handsome) boys to the kitchen. Everything went much better after that.