Uh, Oh

Today was Alan's kindergarten class Halloween party. I, along with a few other mom's, was there to help out. While the kids were introducing their mom's to the class, one mom who was dressed like a witch (a friend fortunately), jokingly said "you can call me Witchy." Alan then decided he wanted to rhyme and shouts out "Witchy &#%*" (uh, I"ll let you guess what he chose to say that rhymed with witchy).

I was mortified.

I noticed a few other mom's raise their eyebrows but no one said anything. I guess if there is a low turn out at Alan's birthday party we will know why. I swear we are not that kind of family. Umm . . . well, maybe swear is not the right word.

Today I feel like a Mom

I'll be honest, I've been a mom for almost 6 years but I don't always feel like one. Sometimes just a babysitter, and sometimes a drill Sargent. But today Hyrum and I made bread together. That feels like a mom. And being a mom . . . feels great.

Is this a red flag?

Should I be worried that when my kids play "Cars", they don't argue over who gets to be Lightning McQueen? No, they both want to be Chick Hicks, because he gets to push the other cars off the track.

I didn't think I would be so sad

This last week was fall break. It was a lot of fun. The bathrooms did not get cleaned, the floors were not mopped, and only a minimal amount of laundry was done. But we did make multiple trips to the park, we went to the zoo, the natural history museum, and plenty of reading books tickling, and cuddling. I really had a lot of fun this week, and I think my boys did too.

Now I'm feeling sad. School starts up again tomorrow. Back to rushing in the morning, and leaving my 5 year old in the care of someone else for six and a half hours. Alan has a wonderful teacher, but really, 6 1/2 hours? Why couldn't it be a little shorter? I feel like I am saying goodbye until Thanksgiving. It's funny how I was so ready for school to start but now I wish I had a little bit longer.

At least I have plenty of things to keep me busy. You know, the bathrooms, mopping, and of course laundry.

The kids got pretty worn out after all we did this week.

Whatever it Takes

Well, at least he's eating dinner.

I know my family is all laughing at this one because I was certainly the worst eater in my house and it is only fitting that I got one of my own.

I Know it's Not Halloween

But who can resist playing dress up?