Not a good day

I could tell from early this morning with Brayden that he was in a MOOD and today was not going to be fun. Now maybe my attitude brought about a self-fulfilling prophecy... I thought today was going to be bad from the start, so it went bad. Or maybe I was just right and he was in a mood and today was destined to be bad. In any case, it was bad, and I have a bad day hangover. It was one of those days where I felt like the only way I could get my kids to LISTEN to me was by yelling (which I'm not a fan of doing)... and by the time we were getting ready for bed (Rob was at school tonight), all three of us were in tears. I yelled, Brayden cried, Jack cried because I made Brayden cry and was mean, and I cried because I felt like I was mean and just wished someone would listen to me. And we all hugged and made up and it's all good except I feel like I've been hit by a train.

My point? I took a couple of pictures today. Nothing very interesting. And no desire to look at them really at the moment. So I'm taking a 365 day off and hope to be back tomorrow with something from today, and something more uplifting tomorrow!