Our teacher's are on strike and that means having the kids at home with me as I try to get work done. Such is the life of a work at home mother. Yesterday we reached the breaking point and just needed to get out of the house.
And what started out as a pure "get me the hell out of here before I kill my children" moment turned into a great day for us and the friends we spent the day with. Plus...the inhabitants of the local bird sanctuary were a lot fatter after our little group passed through with sacks of bird feed.