Evan got home at 5. The house was no longer clean. Bellies were hungry again. Gavin had taken his nap.
Patience.
We head out around 5:45. It was basically dark and I do not like to drive in the dark.
We decided to take a different route than normal and that was a mistake. We hit traffic that added about 2 hours onto the already 5 hour drive. The kids did well, but were tired of being in the car after about 2 hours. Adding to that was torture. We didn't get to my parents until around midnight. I was exhausted from the few days prior.
A few years ago I would have felt like screaming, crying, loosing it. But not today. I was tired for sure. But calm. Because what could I have done to fix the situation? Not really anything that would have been productive. I guess I have picked up patience over the years.
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