November 3

This was one of those days. One of those days that I go back and forth thinking that either:
a. I wish I didn't work, and I could be with my girls during their happier daytime hours instead of only getting a few hours of tired cranky babies at the end of the day, and
b. Thank God I don't have to spend all day with cranky tired babies and instead have the opportunity to work quietly by myself.

Thea was crying and whining while she wandered around the house, only to throw herself down on the front rug and cozy up under her blanket. I had intended to get a picture of her miserable little face and use November 3rd as a day to complain. When I came up behind her she perked up and gave me a sweet smile. Even on bad days, I get a lot of bright spots.