That being said, Asher and Aiden were feeling extremely cooped-up and I was really at a loss as far as what to do with them. I didn't want to go anywhere and take them in and out of the car in the rain, and they had thoroughly exhausted their limit of playing "peacefully" with their toys. Between the hours of 11 a.m. and 1 p.m. is usually when they're crabbiest; they're hungry for lunch, and they're starting to get tired before naptime. Those couple hours often make the difference between a "good" day and a "bad" day. They're the "dread hours" . . . What to do, what to do?
|Clearly we didn't pick up the toys first . . .|
That simple, seemingly insignificant trick let us sail through those "dread hours" right into naptime. Crises averted, and it was a good day.
|"Last time, Mom. Stop asking us to say cheese!"|