Sunday's have been historically somewhat of a nightmare in this house (as well as the last two houses we have lived in). What can I say? Three hours of church is hard for a little one, especially when it interferes with naptime.
Thankfully I think for the time being I have mastered a formula for keeping little d's tantrums to a minimum. Taking him for a run in the morning right after breakfast seems to make him happy a mellow him out, at least for the morning. The last few weeks we have been making our run over to the horses at a nearby barn, one of his favorite spots. No horses today, but the snake and rabbits we found did not dissapoint. Sure, weekends are hard without our regular schedule of eat-gym-eat-play outside-nap-park-eat-bedtime. But slowly we are working our way into a Sunday routine. I'm sure a post nap family walk will be added in there soon, as long as we can stand to move in the humidity. And it's making me love Sunday's once again like I did pre baby. :)