Of course, that didn't happen. With the wind chill, it was too cold to run (even for me). My DVD workouts kept skipping (I blame the crappy $20 DVD player we've had since college), and just as I got out of the shower (which was blissful, I'll admit that wen't exactly as I had hoped), Drew called to say they were "coming in hot" because Fynn desperately needed to pee. Oh and that the excursion had been a nightmare due to one overtired 3 1/2 year old who melted down publicly several times.
Bentley took a lovely 30 minute car nap which mean the afternoon nap wasn't going to happen. Fynn has become a non-napper 90% of the time and today was nothing new except she needed one. The rest of the day was spent with whining, fighting, and Fynn being a sassy little brat over and over again.
The one perk to days like this? By 6:30 both kids were in bed.
To make things better, let me just share what I wore to work on Friday... because I clearly have no shame (both at work, and on the internet)
|Penguin Footie Jammers and Pearls. Obviously.|