For reasons most of you will understand given the date, I declared today an official Family Day.  I wanted nothing more than to spend today with my husband and my girls.  We had a very “together” kind of day.  The end result wasn’t exactly what I had hoped for, but we ended on a high note.

We were together in all sorts of ways today.  We cleaned the sunroom this morning, which was far from fun, but absolutely necessary.  We went biking in the local park, which resulted in Chloe crashing and giving herself a big bloody scrape on her knee (that’s what happens when you’re so busy complaining about not wanting to ride your bike that you’re not paying attention to where the pavement ends and the rocks and grass begin) and Sophie getting that much closer to being able to ride without training wheels.

We then dragged the girls to Fairway Supermarket.  Chloe was a decent sport about it (by that time she had recovered from her “she asked for it” fall), but Sophie was in tears because “I don’t like the supermarket!  I want to stay home!  Why do I have to go to the supermarket?  We don’t need to do everything together today!”  However, after dozing in the car for about 10 minutes, she got her second wind.  And the supermarket excursion turned out to be the best part of the day.  Go figure.  After enjoying a yummy dinner prepared by Sophie and Papa, the girls’ bellies are full and they are contentedly quiet (ok, I spoke too soon re: the quiet).

One day the girls will understand why I insisted on spending this day – of all days – together.  I, for one, am very glad we did.