2 Am I a host?

Yesterday started out as one of 'those' days. You know the kind when your patience is gone before you get out of bed. The stage was set the night before; we hadn't gotten home from Nate's two softball games (both wins) till 10:30pm . Both girls were ready for naps about a half hour after walking up at 7am. Act one: whining & bawling, fingernails on the chalkboard to me and by 11am I was covering my ears. Act two: Allie threw a tantrum, wet her pants, & woke up napping Kylie, all while my neighbor Teresa was inviting us to go to the pool. Act three: I was stunned when my mouth told her we would go. Glutton for punishment? or Alien invasion?

Kylie hung on my legs as I rounded up the damp suits and mismatch towels. I tried to tune out the fussing so I could recall when I became host to the alien being that had agreed to such a ill advised outing. As I couldn't come up with any such memory I threw some leftovers odds-&-ends in a bag for lunch. Why purchase anything, the girls don't eat at the pool anyway. I was still trying to figure out how my mouth had been possessed as I strapped the girls in the car. I pulled out of the driveway and rolled down my window to coordinate the doomed retreat with Teresa. She reassured me she would come, but not for at least a half hour. Since we were in the car, we kept on going. Best get it over with quickly.

When both girls fell asleep at noon on the way into town I just about went back home. That darn alien kept my hands from turning us around. I though the final straw had dropped in the pool restroom where Allie wet her pants AGAIN before I could get her in a swimsuit & Kylie had a present for me in her diaper even though I didn't have any wipes. WHY was I doing this to myself? Why had we come? This was STUPID! Strangers were diverting their eyes as I was in the process of morphing into 'mean mom' when I heard Teresa call out "Sarah?" The sound of my voice snapped me out of it. Oh, yeah. We were here to have fun. Thanks alien!

I was amazed at the transformation when we finally hit the water. My tired, cranky girls brighten right up. They grinned and giggled, splished and splashed. They were having such a great time we ended up staying for over 3 hours, the longest time they've ever been in a pool! And they ate all their lunches when we got out for pool check! Miracle for sure!!!


On the way home we stopped for ice cream. We even got to take one to Nate, who happened to be working in Logan at the time. I think this last picture say it all.

"Good time had by all"