The Perfect Day

Today has not been a perfect day. BP was in our bed all night because her coughing woke BBP up 4 times before 9pm. BBP started her day at 6am. Kid #3 woke BBP up from her morning nap with his crying. BP was as ornery as ever. Dishes piled up. Nothing made anyone happy. I wanted to get OUT.. where, I'm not picky, just ouuuuutta here..didn't happen. So, I find myself daydreaming about The Perfect Day.

The Perfect Day would start with both children sleeping in their own beds until 7am. BBP can wake her usual amount of times, but 7am sounds like heaven. All four of us would get semi-dressed, dogs would be let out, and we'd head up the hill to Truckee Bagel. Mmmm....pacific sunrise on combo with smoked cheddar please. Might even have to splurge for a coffee or hot chocolate. After breakfast we're back home to feed the dogs before taking them on a walk. BBP wouldn't cry in the stroller. Linus wouldn't try to eat any rat dogs. I'm not asking for major, life-changing events here, am I?

Hmm...what next. How about taking the kids to The Playroom? Or, if it's warm enough, the park. Either one. I'm not picky.

Lunch. Why not go for some good ol' fashion Daddy Sammiches all around. Excluding BBP, of course. Yes. PB&J, maybe some lemonade, cut up fruit...it's a meal.

NAP. Yes. Nap. Group nap time. The girls would go down without a fight and DP and I could snuggle for 2.5 seconds before crashing. Oh how nice that sounds.

After a quick snack we'd head out to the backyard to play catch, chase the imaginary dragon, and "play play play" to our hearts' content.

And apparently that is the end of The Perfect Day because BBP is yelling. YELLING would be more descriptive.