Trick or Treat
What a night! The weather was great, the kids had a lot of fun, and we now have enough candy to last us until Santa fills the stockings.
Happy (almost) Halloween, everyone!
What a night! The weather was great, the kids had a lot of fun, and we now have enough candy to last us until Santa fills the stockings.
Happy (almost) Halloween, everyone!
It’s been such a long week…and it’s only Wednesday.
Tomorrow is Trick or Treat, Al & Ad’s class parties are Friday, and I have nothing ready. We haven’t even carved our pumpkin yet. Guess when we’ll have time to do that? Saturday. Swell.
Perhaps I’ll cut out a bunch of feathers from construction paper and we’ll just make the damn thing a turkey.
I’m done, Wednesday. Be gone, so we can start fresh tomorrow and hope for a better day.
The 300th post of the year went up last night, and it was a yawner. I’m afraid the 301st post won’t be much different.
Schedules are crazy, the mama is tired, and the kids don’t ever want to go to bed OR wake up for school. I’d like to think things will calm down in a couple of weeks, but I’m realistic to know that this won’t be the case.
Maybe in 15 years I can sit down and rest…
I am up way past my bedtime. I enjoy the quiet of this house, that is only available after 10pm, way too much. But, sadly, I pay for it dearly the next day. It’s a vicious cycle.
Good night.
Yep. Another one was missed. Ugh.
I was too stinking tired last night to do much of anything, including posting a blog, so this makes the fourth one I’ve missed. Fourth? Fifth? Not sure anymore. Out of nearly 10 straight months, I guess that’s still not bad.
Anyway, good Monday to you all. Mine has started out pretty challenging and blah, so hopefully things take a turn for the better. We shall see.
This afternoon, I took Addie and Andrew to Boo at the Zoo. I figured the zoo would be busy today, because it was a lovely fall day, so I encouraged Alex to spend the afternoon with his nana. I hate it that he misses out on events like this, and it brings on horrible bouts of mommy guilt, but I know that he really does not like crowds and would much rather play Uno with Nana rather than fight through tons of people. So off we went.
I was right in my hunch that there would be lots of people at the zoo today; we had to park clear in the back of the parking lot and walk quite a while to the gate. We made it through the entrance and headed toward the treat stations, as the kids were anxious to collect some candy.
Now, I realize that I am pretty strict about good manners, but I was still amazed by the lack of common courtesy demonstrated by the masses of people today. People cut in front of us in lines, we got run in to with strollers, people allowed their children to push in front of my kids to see the animals. Ugh. It took a lot for me to contain my disgust, and while we managed to see quite several of our favorite animals, we did not stay for as long as I anticipated. It just wasn’t worth the frustration. As season pass holders, we much prefer the zoo when it isn’t wall to wall people, so we’ll go back another time.
I seriously will look into the private tours for the Wildlights event…
Alex has been dying to have his friend sleep over since they became good friends last year in third grade. He had never had a sleep over with friends, and because bedtime battles are so awful, we’ve put it off.
Until now.
Alex was talking about a sleep over again, at the beginning of this week, so I decided to give it a shot. His friend accepted the invitation, and they have spent the evening playing basketball, eating pizza, watching tv, and playing games. Al’s friend is a sweet and patient kid that really makes an effort to understand and help Alex, without making it seem obvious that he’s helping. Does that even make sense? They definitely have a special bond, and they both seem to be having a great time.
#InclusionMatters
Yes, I do realize that it isn’t even Halloween. But, when your house celebrates four birthdays (Andrew’s, my nephew, my sister, and my brother-in-law), Hanukkah, and Christmas, all within about four weeks, you get an early start on things.
I went out tonight, mostly to get a breather from the kids and the chaos that is our home, but also to pick up some things for the kids’ fall parties at school next week. After picking up some party supplies, I headed over to our Kohl’s store, because I had two coupons and some Kohl’s Cash burning a hole in my pocket. I was super excited to pick up several gifts (one for my niece, two for Andrew, one for Alex, and two stocking stuffers for Addie), plus a shirt for Addie…for less than $25!! Woo hoo!
I’m still on a shopping high. Hopefully, I’ll have the majority of my shopping done by the beginning of December so I can wrap, bake, and be jolly for the rest of the month.
My patience wore down quicker than it usually does this morning, especially for a Wednesday. No one wanted to get up, get dressed for school, or listen to any words that I said. We’re all exhausted; I get it. I tried my best to stay calm and go with the flow of the morning, even though we were on course to be late for everything.
After Alex and Addie left on the bus, Andrew and I scurried about, gathering our things so we could leave the house as well. Andrew is old enough to be responsible for his things, as are his siblings, and I try to hold them accountable rather than just doing things for them because it’s quicker. (This also contributes to the process of wearing down my patience, though!)
As we were loading up the van (Wednesdays are very long days and I leave the house with a ton of stuff!), Andrew realized that he left his water bottle in the house.
My response? “Well, I guess you better march your happy little tushie back inside to get it!” Yeah, probably not wise to add sarcasm to a hectic morning, but I totally went there. He hopped out of the van, ran back into the house, and came out looking quite irritated.
“Andrew, what’s wrong?”
“Mommy! It is not nice to make fun of someone’s body parts!” came his immediate answer.
Obviously concerned, I agreed with him. “You’re absolutely right! It’s never ok to make fun of anybody, but especially for the way they look! What made you think of this?”
“Uh, Mommy, you just did it! You made fun of my happy butt!”
My left eyebrow about shot off the top of my head. “Oh, Andrew, no. I wasn’t making fun of your tushie. It was just an expression. I’m sorry if it hurt your feelings. I promise I wasn’t making fun of you.”
Goodness. I guess I need to watch my snarky comments. What a way to start the day!