Yahoo - it's Friday! Today started out with sunshine and warmth but has turned to cold temps and rain. Washington weather never fails to surprise me - one never knows what weather you will get here.
I spent the morning like normal, dropping my two older little people off at their schools with the mindset of grabbing a Starbucks Coffee and running errands. I was scheduled to work in my oldest's classroom and had almost forgotten about it. Good thing Mrs. L double checked with me at drop off or I would have gone about my day completely forgetting about it. Whoops! (I'm glad I showered this morning!) I love helping out in his class. I get a little peek into his world when he is away from me. I meet kids he likes to play with and can persuade him otherwise when we are home. ;) My son is an awesome kid! He is funny, smart and at times too inquisitive for his own good. But for some reason, he likes to play with "those" kids. You know the ones. The kids that are absolute brats and overly strong willed. The ones that think farting noises and talking about their private parts are hilarious. They will pick the most annoying habit to do over and over and over and over and over again. These kids are usually products of the women I affectionately call "The Blond Moms." They are the moms who drive overly priced, obnoxiously large vehicles in which they have to climb up into and down out of. They wear the valour track suits while showing off their perfectly manicured toes in their peek-a-boo high heels or too tight, low riding jeans (which by the way makes their climbing in and out of those very large vehicles quite a comical show). Who are they trying to impress at their child's elementary school I ask you? But I digress . . . . . . . So it is my job to try to persuade my little lover of knock knock jokes. the crocodile hunter and anything mechanical that there are many other very nice, less obtrusive kids to play with and that he will be better off if he made those choices in this early stage of his life. I take my job very seriously!
I've been listening to The Devil in the White City on CD. It's the book of the month for the book club (a sub-club of my mother's group). I can never find enough time to actually sit down and read a book in it's entirety in the months deadline between kids, laundry, dishes and my love of trashy TV. But I found this book on tape on sale at the beginning of the week and I love listening to it every time we are in the car. Book group is tonight and I'm hoping my hubby will be home in time for me to go to it. I only have a couple chapters to listen to and I'm confident I'll finish it in the time it takes me to drive there.
I hear my little three year old yelling "I'm done!!!" at me. She must have gotten herself to the bathroom and is now in need my assistance. My next parenting challenge (right along with helping my son play with nice kids) is helping my middle child learn to wipe and flush by herself. I can't wait for the day I can make a pit stop and not find a little surprise waiting for me inside.