All the playdates

The sinus infection just keeps getting passed in a circle. Chuckro spent most of Saturday unconscious, so ARR came with me to writing group.

We managed two playdates this weekend. One went great. The other...well, there was a lot of yelling and sulking and declaring "That's IT!" and "ENOUGH!" and "THIS IS THE WORST PLAYDATE EVER!". (None of these came from the grownups.) When it was time to go, both boys started wailing because they were having so much fun and didn't want to stop and couldn't he stay? Sigh.

...and now I'm sick again. Whee.