Oh, yes I did!
Wait, what? You don't know? Oh this is big deal stuff, peeps. Let me lay the foundation for ya.
*I am dealing with an especially bad "girl time" right now.
*I am bloated, cranky and craving butter.
*My allergies are beyond manageable. (I know, because I've broken down and taken meds the past few days.)
*I am sneezing, dripping, and itching.
*My eyes are swollen (no, not the skin around my eyes... I mean my eyes) and red.
*Eyelids are puffy.
*Head feels like it's going to explode.
*My ears are plugged.
*Sinuses periodically stop dripping long enough make my face hurt with the congestion.
Even better, I was so wiped out yesterday that I went to bed at 8:15 last night. Naturally, that means I have been up since 3:30 this morning. When I was finally tired enough to go back to bed, Fynn gave me three solid minutes to get comfy before letting me know she was up. So I'm also tired.
And my hair is scraped back into a ponytail-ish bun thing. But with three inches of brown and gray(!!!) frizz poking out everywhere.
On the other hand, my girls are adorable. Mad has two of those ponytail-ish bun things in a style that we call her Mickey Mouse ears.
Fynnie had a little clip to keep hair out of her face.
Cute clothes for both of them.
And... I took them to breakfast this morning.
Alone. (Tom has tennis on Sunday mornings.)
In a restaurant.
Mad is always asking if we can go in and eat whenever we pass Farmer Boys. So today, we did.
I told the cashier that it was my first time bringing them on my own and asked her to please wish me luck. When she realized I was splitting a plate between the girls, she made a note of it.
They each had a plate with a pancake, a strip of bacon and a cup of fruit.
Any spills that happened were not from hopping around and banging into things.
There was no shrieking.
No incessant requests to go use the potty.
Even more impressive, I got to eat.
And we finished at the same time!
I picked a few pieces of food up off the floor and wiped down the area where Fynnie sat and we were out the door.
People smiled as we left. (And not because they were so relieved that we were finally leaving.)
And the angels sang, "La haaaaa!"