Anti-Idyllic

I'm sure on a peppier day I could look up idyllic in a thesaurus and find a perfect antonym but that'll have to do today. We awoke all snuggly and sweet, free-flowing kisses between my sunkissed cuties and me all toasty warm in bed. That was quickly shattered by an incident with a flying wooden box aimed at Paigie's head by Graham. Her forehead popped open and I have patched it together with a butterfly bandage (complete with stickers to decorate it because white wouldn't do) I'm sorry to report he did not snap to, either, and found himself repeatedly in trouble ALL STINKIN DAY!

We still managed to have fun around him. Emily kayaked alone, Evie was fun strapped to me in the baby bjorn as we strolled through town after brunch. We took Emily to Lola for sushi and then to Juice Bar for ice cream before biking home in time for sunset on the beach.