why is it that...

I gracefully receive a complement on the children's behavior at a restaurant only to see the 6 year old spill an entire cup of Hi-C all over the table and the floor?

I put the baby down in the grass for a minute to pick a few raspberries only to hear a mind-numbing shriek because a yellow jacket stung her on the face?

I stayed awake reading until 1am just because I couldn't put down the latest Jodi Picoult novel, only to be awoken at 5:30 to a vomiting 7 year old and a baby who wants to be held?

I mow all the field edges successfully for the first time only to hit the edge of the barn door when backing the tractor in?

Here's hoping that the next 24 hours are less traumatic.