Another week?! Ack!
Share your simple, everyday moments using only cell phone photos! Any photos will do, but I use instagram (I’m jeannettg).
For today’s post, I’m in Utah at SNAP, and borrowing Meg’s Mac…I’m a PC…and I have never felt so computer illiterate in my life! This is SO different!!!
There’s a group of girls from my old job that still get together for birthdays…which is really nice that we don’t lose touch since it’s been THREE YEARS since I’ve worked at the office. I love that we make the (sometimes complicated) effort to get together at least five times a year.
Last week, we celebrated Lynette’s birthday at an Irish Pub…complete with a miniature leprechaun entrance.
We ate. We laughed. We laughed. Then we laughed some more. We likely made a scene. And finally, three hours later, we all groaned with achy joints when we got up from the wooden chairs.
I love laughing. Especially with some of my favorite girls. Good for the soul.
“Daddy! Carry all of us up the stairs!!!!!”
This is the new nightly ritual.
Andy schleps all three upstairs to bed.
And apparently Lucy whacked Jilly. Which was really traumatic for Jill…but I think it was an accident in all the chaos.
I’m not sure where Walter will fit in that mix, but I have a feeling we will find a way.
Preschool pick up is right when nap time would normally start at home. Even though Henry’s preschool is only 5 miles away, it’s all side streets, with lots of lights and stop signs. If I hit them all “wrong”, it can take 15 minutes in each direction.
Lucy ALWAYS starts to nod off. Which is not good because if I don’t intervene, it means she can get in a good 40 minute nap in the car.
AND THEN WON’T NAP WHEN WE GET HOME!!!!
Unacceptable. And so, I intervene.
By rolling down every. single. window. in my car.
If she can’t breathe, she can’t sleep.
I’m mean. And I’m totally okay with that.
I got to pay the Man last week.
And then I got punchy and decided to decorate the envelope in a passive aggressive show of angst.
But then I panicked. Like my account would be flagged and I would be put on some FBI list for treason and lack of respect for our country. Then the SWAT team would show up at my house, guns a blazin’, yelling for us to GET DOWN ON THE GROUND! and I would be sequestered and undergo Chinese water torture for my shenanigans.
You know, for drawing hearts on an envelope.
So, I ended up sending it out in a new…non-decorated…envelope. I’m not even kidding.
I’m so lame.
She is fabulous.
And she knows it.
Trying to go away for a few days sans kids is so much work for mamas.
I always question if it’s worth it.
And for special needs mamas, there’s a whole bunch of other little details to not forget.
(The kids are staying with my mom..but since she’s never been around when Jill has had a seizure, I realized that my verbal instructions might be forgotten in a panic. Because my mom WILL panic. Despite Step #1.)
SNAP is well underway and it’s been great to see old friends.
I needed a mama break.
I miss my kids. But I don’t miss the “I want BREAKFAST MOMMY!” “LUCY SPILLED HER MILK!!!” “HENRY’S TOUCHING ME!!!!”
No, I do not miss that. Not yet anyway.
Now it’s your turn!
What did you do this week!