Seven and nine…

So another birthday for my boys has come and gone.  They are seven and nine.  How in the world has that happened at such warp speed?!?


The wee one was sick all week.  In a mother of the year moment, I fussed him up one side and down the other on Monday for being difficult getting ready for soccer.  Turns out he had strep with NO fever. He still had the best birthday eber.  

Big brudder had such a good day on Friday dispite the fact that it was a. Picture day b. Homecoming and c. Come And Take It.  I’ve never been so glad to not be a teacher as I was on Friday. You could feel the excitement vibrating in the walls of big brudders school.  

Both boys have such amazing teachers who just help them soar.  For the first time in a long time, it feels safe to drop big brudder off.  I’m not on edge about why the school might call.

We’ve had a guest in the house.  Mimi ( my mom) came for a visit.  The wee one has had five or so sick days to make up for and had been acting like a rabid Tasmanian devil with a caffeine addiction.  I think that’s a pretty accurate description of both his body and the speed with which his mouth has been moving.  Big brudder agreed to something, some sort of deal the wee one struck with him, without hearing the finer points because oh my god he’s spouting so much non essential information with bits of important thrown in the middle.  I hope there isn’t a test later.  Wait, there’s always a test later.

The boys officially have more money in their pockets than I do in the bank.  Talk about taking it in.  I was proud no one put up a big fight to put the cash in the bank.  They each had to budget and pick something at the happiest place on earth (target) and save the rest of their gift cards for when the book fair comes to town…oh and for the glorious day that Minecraft comes out for PS3.  I’m not buying that.  

Big brudder is making great strides in his social skills.  Maybe not great strides, but strides none the less.  He’s trying to develop friendships and that’s hard for him.  I would like to see him try to be friends with the kids who talk to him not the ones who ignore him.  He’s like my old cat Sylvester that way.  The more you pushed him off and away, the more determined he became that you would love him.  

The wee one is still his brudders biggest champion and loves him more than anyone else in the planet.  He thinks he’s awesome, and he’s right.  I think the wee one is pretty awesome too even in rabid Tasmanian devil mode.

I can’t wait for school pictures to come back. I wonder if the wee ones neck is stretched and eyebrows raised like last year?

On a personal note, I’m excited that my Perfect Parents Need Not Apply Facebook page is slowly growing.  It feels good to know that I might make a small difference to someone out there.  

I hope you all have a fantastic day.  I think we might head out to the last day of the Come And Take It.  Wish me luck, although our first cold front has come in and it’s supposed to be a chilly 83 degrees today. 

Xoxoxo

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