transition days

Let me start by saying - I love visiting family and friends.  That being said I dread the day after we arrive home - the transition day.   The day where the fridge is completely empty, 3 loads of laundry need to be done (like yesterday), and both my kids are coming off an attention sugar high.  Don't get me wrong I love giving my wee ones all the attention I can...but it is nothing in comparison with the attention they get when they are surrounded by several loved ones...and then on the dreaded transition day...I...and only I am suppose to supply all that love and attention.  And I'm not very good at that.  Yesterday Isabelle refused to play with any of her toys and I basically tripped over her every other move as she was clung to my hip.  Owen refused to nap on his own and had to be held all day (hmm...maybe that is normal...yup that is normal).  All of this is ok...and transition day is over...but phew I am happy it is over.

a lot of this...

after mama pleads with her to just go sit by herself for a minute while I use the bathroom

at one point I was able to pull myself out of the "things that had to be done"...we got a little wet on wet painting done

the results were lovely...but after painting I thought I would get a minute to sit and gather myself...I did not..and Isabelle ended up losing all her toys for the remainder of the day....in the heat of my craze it sounded like a good idea...it was not...



and well on days like those we are all just sooo sooo happy to see daddy walk through that door


Hopefully we got all the "transition bugs" out yesterday and today will be much less crazed...