I have to say, we've had a couple of crazy days around here but today is in the top three. After multiple meltdowns at Target, crying over EVERY LITTLE THING, and two biting episodes, I decided to take the boys outside so all of us could eat lunch and hopefully let the sun clear up our case of the grumpies. Eat we did. Yogurt, bananas, cheerios; the mood was light and it seemed the day was improving. That is until Abe ate a leaf/stick/bug/other miscellanous yard item and proceeded to projectile vomit all over himself and our blanket. Game over.
Wake me when it's Saturday.