Today was a good day. We slept in a bit, had some minor breakfast difficulty (curse you, terrible two's), and managed to get out the door only an hour later than I'd intended. In the ten minutes we spent at the store Yonah wore out all three of his good behavior chances and encouraged Arabelle in trying to run wild in the parking lot; but even so, it didn't take an hour to do a task requiring only five minutes. Then we got out to the farm, where we picked up Girl Scout Cookies (Thin Mints and Tagalongs, yum) and some unwanted newspapers while hanging out with our relatives. We stayed hours longer than I'd intended, but the kids' were well behaved and I was suddenly starved for some adult interaction.
Oh, and we got to go and see the farm animals - the pigeon keeping her two babies warm in their nest, the horses, a few bulls, and from a distance a cow and her darling little calf. Needless to say, petting the horse who insisted on saying hello was my highlight. Yonah's is probably tied between watching a bull slurp up water as if his life depended on it and feeding hay to the previously mentioned friendly horse. Arabelle's favorite was the drinking bull, a sight I didn't believe I could pull her away from; or perhaps the cute and friendly dogs who came to see the horses with us.
Nap time was difficult due to its lateness, but manageable. Some friends came over to try to convince the kids to come with them for a few hours so I could rest/nest in peace; Arabelle probably would have gone with them, but Yonah's refusal put an end to that idea. We got to talk to Kim. The kids had some difficulty behaving, but less than usual. Only a handful of sibling quarrels the entire day.
There were certainly more highs than lows today, but for some reason I am ending this day in a bad mood. Well, not so much a bad mood but a shlump. A funky shlump. I think I'm just tired. So I guess I'll meander toward bed in the hopes that sleep will provide a cure.