good to great

Seems like many outings we have taken have started out horrible, but ended up great. So was today. Chris had read about the Cherry Festival Parade in our town. We decided to walk to the starting point and let the kids watch. For some reason, Kendall was a ROYAL TURD on the walk. It wasn't quite the cute family picture of Chris pushing Cam in the stroller a block ahead while I lagged behind holding Kendall (due to Kendall cries leading to Cam cries). By the time we got there, I was dying from carrying Kendall most of the way and we were both questioning our decision to go.

However once we sat down, we had a wonderful time. The kids sat in our laps the entire parade (and it was long!). It made me again realize how much I have grown to love our little town. The walk back went much more smooth, thanks in large part to the suckers I had stashed in the stroller before we left. :)



p.s. While this morning wasn't great, Cam has been doing amazing with other children crying (I think Kendall is just the hardest for him). Last night we had some friends over for dinner and their baby was crying pretty hard. He was awesome and didn't even tear up. The same thing has happened a few other times recently and I have been amazed and really encouraged by his response (or lack thereof!). :)