It's funny how parents can see this when others can't. The kiddos went to Gma and Gpa's house this weekend, so the Mrs. and I could get Christmas stuff done, then we had that thing at church Saturday night. Sunday afternoon we went to pick them up, they raved about how good the boys were all weekend, then little one had a meltdown when it was time to go home. Gpa was all down about it, saying how well the rest of the weekend went, he hated to see him upset, was trying to hold him to console him (which wasn't working). I said...it's not you, it's not us, he's just tired. I put him in his carseat and gave him his blanket, he kept crying, but was asleep in less than 5 minutes when we started driving. Gma and Gpa tend to try and pack every minute they're there with 'fun', so generally they're just sprung by the time we get them back and it takes a few days to get them back on center. So much so that I told the oldest "If you just want to rest a little, just tell them that, okay?"