Holidays and Headaches

You pick out outfits that are the cutest thing you've ever seen weeks ahead of time. You find coordinating shoes, hair bows, etc. The day of, you are completely overwhelmed and excited to get these little minis dressed in holiday gear and enjoy the festivities, but when you think you have pulled it off and everything is smooth sailing, it turns into a complete shit show. So yeah, I thoroughly enjoy dressing my two girls up, especially when they are matching. Holidays are no exception. I had found the cutest little rompers at Walmart and with some Converse and red hair bows they were going to be adorable. Today, Fourth of July, was going to be a festive evening full of smiles, memories, fireworks and all the red, white and blue we could get. I should have known things were going way to well when Joey let me do her hair without much complaining after a pretty decent nap and some veggie straws. Charleigh is usually happy, but even she was a bit overboard with the happiness today (maybe that's just me reading into it a bit much, but that's how I feel). Fast forward to 7 o'clock... We meet my parents at where we had decided to watch the fire works from only to realize that we really couldn't see anything from there. So after a quick walk around, Nana feeding Joey gelato, Joey then proceeding to have a complete melt down because she couldn't play in the fountain, which in turn made the baby cry we packed up this happy bunch and proceeded to go to the next spot. THEY CRIED ALLLLLLLLL THE WAY THERE. It was only a 10 minute drive, but I swear we drove through 3 states and back. We finally get to our next destination, set up chairs and blankets and this is where I figured the magic begins. We would all smile and laugh like you see in the movies and I would feel as if I gave my girls a wonderful Fourth of July experience. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Us Moms can be a bit overzealous when it comes to these magical moments that we crave. Charleigh couldn't handle the heat. She can't handle any heat. I swear she is the hottest baby alive. She will definitely be the toddler that is always in a diaper and I'm okay with that (less laundry). She is instantly irritated and melting (see what I did there?). Joey is on sugar high now and has absolutely no self control. Not that she had much to begin with, she is two for heaven's sake. The bubbles were "accidentally" poured out after moving them twice and repeating "Please don't touch the bubbles yet" a gazillion times. All I wanted to do was fix the wand, but nope. Then we dealt with the snack crisis. There's nothing quite like a 2 year old that is hungry, but doesn't want anything you have to offer. At this point I'm like you know your in the 80th percentile, one meal isn't going to kill you kid. Fireworks begin and guess who's ready to nurse now... All I wanted was a picture of my matching minis with smiles to match...I guess I'll try again next year.
Today's "cocktail" was brought to you by Cinebistro. A Corona counts right???