Talk about tired! Yesterday we did the GCDC, met moms to swap stuff, drove an hour to my sisters where the fair was cancelled, watched fireworks, ate dairy queen, and drove home.
Today: went to the big Nosh, a local Jewish festival, the mall, met another mama to swap stuff, Walmart, now home. And all with just me and the kids. Though, I back wrap Norah everywhere now, and I hear so many great things: how awesome I am, how happy my kids are!, and it's enough to make you feel really good about your parenting. Until of course
My bad mommy moment of the day. I set Gabe in his carseat, but can't strap him in with Norah on my back, since we are too close to the next car. I strap Norah in, buckle up, and drive off. Then I see Gabe STANDING UP messing with the light. I was like " oh sh!t!!" and pulled over to strap him in. OMG! Bad mommy!