Time for a Breakdown

This morning my two boys awoke and started making sounds. Andrew can get out of his bed by himself so he gets up and mills around looking for trouble or food or both. James still sleeps in a bed with bars so he usually wakes up and calls for me in his sweet little voice. I then get up and we proceed to the kitchen to acquire some breakfast. This morning, before we left the boys' room both of them had practically thrown themselves on the floor with weeping and gnashing of teeth. I was at a loss as to why putting warm clothes on James could cause such a reaction from them both. It was so overwhelming I just left and went back into my own room where my husband was still in bed. He opened one eye, looked at me and asked, "What's going on in there?" Wish I could answer that one. I just closed my door and actually locked it so the crying couldn't invade my room. I don't feel like being a mommy today. Plus, we're all getting over a very violent stomach virus and none of us feel like normal yet. Hmmm, normal. But, I am trying to look forward. Brian arranged to have a babysitter for tomorrow (his idea!) so we could go to a home football game. That means we will be away from Thing 1 and Thing 2 for several hours tomorrow. I am very excited, not just to be alone with my husband, but I haven't been to a football game in a couple of years. And we live in the same city as our team! So, if we can just make it through today...