Lesson Learned

It took me awhile to finally settle on the title for this blog post as there were many other "telling" titles that fell runner up such as "I Should Try Following My Own Advice (see last blog post)" and "Why The Turkettes Have Attended Mommy's Baseball Game for the First and Last Time". Lesson Learned seemed a good title to sum up my ironic decision to break the girls routine and take them to my double header baseball game last night...days after I blogged about how sacred routines were in my household!

The abbreviated version of my tale of woes goes something like this: Husband is required to stay at work for a few hours last minute, Mommy finds out ball team is short, Mommy decides to bring girls to ball game (because naturally they'll just be able to fall asleep at the park after their bottle), God-daughter and cousins come to support Mommy's bad decision, first game goes great, teammates get to meet the girls, half way through the second game (approx 1.5 hours past girls usual bedtime) fussiness begins, Mommy leaves ball game early to drive crying twins home (yup, they cried the entire way home) girls sleep immediately once in crib, Mommy regrets poor decision making.

As clearly stated in my previous post, I know my girls need and thrive on their routine. Why I decided to test this well known theory is beyond me!! Lesson learned, routine wins, no more baseball for the Turkettes this season!