Today was one of those days. The kids were in such dreary moods that it was as if they had been drugged. And not in one of those fall-asleep-on-the-couch ways, either. They were supernaturally grumpy. Egads. And it was contagious.
I wish I could say that I dressed us all in costumes and we danced down the streets with musical instruments to chase away our blues.
Not even close.
I tried. I got us milkshakes and tried to be perky. I tried to be comforting. I tried to empathize. And then I went and took a bath and had a wine cooler and watched junky TV.
Some days will never be Disney. Disney is overrated. Some days the best you can hope for is bedtime coming and an occasional break.
There’s always tomorrow for costumes and musical parades.