Saturday May 30, 2009

Best Part of the Day-

Will-O took the kiddies for another overnight at his mom's house.  This time I planned smartly NOT to go out and get involved with ridiculous madness with friends and drinking and boys who look like they are in 8th grade.  I completed house painting projects, did (and put away) mass laundry and (yes, Mol) finished the bulk of the yard work.  I have seriously been busting ass on the home shiest.  I have this feeling like I have to quickly get everything done for:   1. a house showing for a desperate sale, 2. obsessive nesting prior to an impending birth or 3. getting everything in its just so place for my nearing death.   I do hope it is not # 2 or #3. Hopefully this must do now feeling is simply logical ol me taking full advantage of the kiddies being elsewhere.  

Worst Part of the Day-

I took both kidz to a b-day party at our awesome childrens' museum.  It was another case in point of why I need 1:1 ratio of child to adult.  

1.  We arrived 45 minutes late.  (I had to take both kiddies with me into Target to pick up the gift and wrapping on the way to the beloved party.)  

2.  Paid a cashier in a convenience store $1.00 to use masking tape since this store didn't sell tape and the gift didn't quite fit into recently purchased gift bag=ugliest wrapped gift ever.

3.  In elevator on the way in to the party Liam stepped on Scarlet's freshly pedicured foot and somehow gave her a 1 milimeter cut.  She entered the party whining and begging for a bandaid from the more prepared moms who carry such items around.  She also took this opportunity to steal spotlight from B-day girl and show all her new "pedi".  Two hippie moms looked at me like I was a vain beeyatch who wants her 5 year-old to a pageant girlie.   

4.  Liam did not want to go into the party room, but only wanted to see the Thomas the Train exhibit we walked past on the way in.  He cried for the first 20 minutes and yelled, "I wanna see Thomas!" and all moms of only 5 year-old females stared at me and perhaps wondered, Who the hell is Thomas??  

5.  I was sweating and annoyed and wanted to leave kids in the care of magical nanny while I sipped a coffee and ate a bagel sandwich somewhere quiet and calm.