Terrible Tuesday Turns Terrific!!

Tuesday was a day that I do not want to remember, but I must brag about. Lets just say I have an amamzing husband, and I'll eventually tell you why, but I have to explain first. The whole day, everything was going wrong. I watch a boy named Dylan Monday through Friday and he likes to cry. He's been doing better, but not on Tuesday. It was probably the worst he's ever been, and I've been watching him for almost a year now. He took his morning nap like usual and everything seemed fine. He woke up from that around the same time Mason did from the night (like usual) around 11:00 (yes, Mason sleeps in everyday until atleast 10:30, usually 11:30 - going to bed at 10 and not waking up at all during the night. We're VERY lucky!) So I got both of them changed and let them play for a while. By this time the cat was all hyper, jumping up onto everything, knocking everything over, breaking things, chasing a fly around the house (which she did eventually catch and eat - gross!), and so on. So that was quite frusterating. Then I fed the kids their lunch which neither of them would eat very much of. Everything I tried got denied. I finally gave up. Dylan did not like this idea and decided to let me know by screaming non-stop for a very long time. I tried EVERYTHING to clam him down and make him stop, but he just refused. I gave up and just decided to put him down for his usual afternoon nap before he left, he seemed real tired. He was still screaming. Well, this went on for well over an hour, and I was completely exhausted by now. Pregnancy sure takes everything out of ya! Finally he fell asleep and it is now time for Mason to take his nap. I lay him down and all is fine a dandy. He falls asleep and then all heck breaks loose with Dylan again. He just wakes up screaming, just like before. Wakes Mason up, so he's crying too. I finally get Dylan up and try feeding him his bottle one last time. He was still so tired that he just laid there and tried to drink, finally not cring. Mason falls back asleep. A few minutes later, Dylan's grandparents show up to get him. I had all his stuff ready so I just needed to put him in the car seat. Of course he just starts screaming again. I try to hurry so they don't come in and wake Mason, but they got to the door faster than normal. Mason wakes up, and Dylan leaves. Mason eventually did go back to sleep so I could take a short nap before I had to get up and get ready for work, but first I had to vent. I e-mailed Vance and told him all about everything just so I could get it out of my system. This was his reply: Relax!! Tonight is your night to relax. I will bring home a movie and what ever treats you want. I will massage your back, feet and legs (that is always my request!) and I will either stay home and play with Mason and take care of him, or I will take him somewhere so you can scrapbook or do whatever else you want. If you feel like hitting something the cat is your best bet. Love you. And that is exactly what he did. He brought me home a movie and all the treats he knows I love. He also brought me home a comfy new pair of capris to wear around the house (very important when pregnant!), and a book I've been wanting for a long time. TWILIGHT!!! (I read over half of it yesterday and hope to finish it today. I've never done that before, and I've never finished a book that long before. I'm so excited!!!). He is soooo sweet! I am so grateful to him. He always knows how to make me smile. (I laughed so hard at the cat part. We all know we would never hurt our cat, but it was just a funny and random comment.) Thanks babe!! I love you!!!!