Two boppy day

So, I had a very bumpy day at work. (This was in November sometime.) I got no-showed for a three hour appointment and decided to go to the gas station for some combos and a snickers bar. Sounds good, right. Well on my way out i tripped on nothing apparently. There was no ice, no shoe string, no stone, nothing but a pregnant lady. I fell and landed quite far from where I started to fall. I did a somersault and landed like a crash dummie. The good news, the combos and snickers were in tact. I shinned my hand and my shoe. I hurt my shoulder. Thankfully no one saw me.
James and I are down to one car now and this was the only time when we couldn't work out a way for both of us to be where we need to be. So, James picked Tyrus up and dropped him off to me at work. He was there about an hour and Staci had a few minutes to take us home. I finished early so we decided to make a return at the mall. Sounds like fun. Tyrus and I went to get some soft pretzels, the perfect snack for a pregnant lady. Ty then threw a fit right in the middle of the mall. How embarrassing. After a time out we proceeded onward with a promise of seeing a choo-choo, he had spotted it earlier and was heart broken that we could not stop and play with it. We got to the coo-choo and he was happy. Now we have to leave. Staci has an appointment, we must get going. Much more thrashing and crying. Lots of people watching. A ray of hope James is at the mall!! Daddy to the rescue!! Daddy takes us to the car and then can you believe he had to leave us again. More crying. So, we get to our house and the door is locked. Wait, I don't have a key. Staci must get to her appointment. What do we do? I will climb in the kitchen window. Staci has to hoist this injured, pregnant lady through the window while I find my way over a mountain of dirty dishes. Tyrus is now hysterical because he thinks I am leaving im. I have been running around trying to get in the house and not paying any attention to him, how dare I! So now I get him out of the car and into the house. He is still very sad. We go into the living room and cuddle on the couch. Boots and coats still on. After about 20 minutes we calm down enough to take our coats off. I put them on the floor and cuddled some more. Now I need to put the coats away and settle in for the night. Tyrus is devastated at the thought of hanging the coats up, they must stay on the floor!! Fine. So after much more emotion we went into his room and he grabbed both of his boppies and put them in. He smiled at me from behind all the plastic and I knew we would be ok, eventually. Luckily the camera was close so I got to capture the moment.