Saturday Expectations

Gosh, who knew a goatee would look so good on Max?! Yes, Daddy likes it too.

B is perpetually on his cell phone. ALWAYS working...as in 80 hours (plus) a week.
He's SUCH a good man...working SO hard for his family.

Look: you can see my arm in the reflection of my sunnys.

Sharing cotton candy with my lover...pretty cute that he humored me by taking this picture--in the middle of everyone.
You can thank my little sis, Sabina for my "siq" sunglasses (her description...and I must say I concur).

I don't know what it is with Jimmie and his silly smiles lately.
SUCH a cheese ball. Love it.

Because Brandon works nonstop during the week and we have no time together at night I anticipate the weekends like crazy. When Saturday rolled around I imagined the perfect family day of fun at the Foothills community carnival. Much to my chagrin, B had a Christmas light job that he had to finish Saturday morning (sidenote: I am SUCH a brat b/c I totally encouraged him to take the job and then whined like crazy about it).
Saturday morning turned into Saturday afternoon and by the time we were ready to go to the carnival I was at the end of my rope with the boys. Isn't it interesting how kids mirror the attitude/behavior of their Mother which then of course just escalates Mom's lousy mood. To look on the bright side, I guess it works both ways: Mom good mood = Kids good mood etc. Sure lays the pressure on "Mom" to always be perky (and sometimes I just want to be a grouchy grump)!
Anyway, despite my expectations for perfection (so silly how we do that to ourselves) the day turned out well and ultimately we enjoyed each other.