I have one day a week that is my DAY OF DREAD. It is usually Tuesdays.
Since it was M's birthday, I got up early and made her breakfast in bed. I got in the shower, rushed to the grocery store for Skittles for her classroom treat, picked up a few things for her birthday dinner, dropped the treats off at the school (along with a forgotten math assignment for N) and then went to Ogden to the mall to get my Clinique Bonus Days free-gift-with-purchase (okay, that has to be an oxymoron if I every saw one) and to Costco to pick up a few other essentials.
When I got back, 4B was home from Colorado. While I made M's requested burritos, we had a very nice visit about college and roommates as he waited for M to get home from school so he could say happy birthday. She was so excited to see him because I had told her he wouldn't be able to come home to celebrate. He left right after she got home to go to Provo to pick up a date and take her to a Dave Brubeck jazz concert at Abravanel Hall.
I had a piano lesson to teach and then raced to Farmington with Scout and N. They did really well at the call-backs but weren't asked to stay and read parts. N was fine with that but Scout was really disappointed. I thought they did really well and couldn't have done better, really. It seemed to be more a matter of knowing the directors or having a special skill (i.e. the Kelsey part required piano playing ability) so she shouldn't feel rejected. But I know she does.
I raced home to meet M and her Christensen grandparents. Bob and Kay have a tradition of taking the grandkids out to lunch for the birthdays and then to Toys-R-Us to pick out their presents so they had come by and picked up M after I left for Farmington and taken her shopping and for ice cream. Sadly she didn't have time for her birthday dinner before I had to take her to dance.
It was Young Women's and it was a combined activity (they were hiking) at the same time I was taking M to dance so of course Scout and H didn't go. After the rest of us had dinner, I went back to dance to drop off H and pick up M. She finally got to eat after everyone else was done. Poor M on her birthday! She opened 2 presents (a puzzle and a Littlest Pet Shop Old Maid card game) and we had banana splits (she didn't was a cake) and then I took N to dance and picked up H. When we got home, M opened the rest of her gifts (clothes, a Sharpee Barbie, some Littlest Pet Shop toy thing) and H had her ice cream. It was kind of sad to do the birthday thing in shifts.
Auntie Rachel (sounds old, doesn't it!) and her kids, Lindsay, Alyssa and Cameron stopped by on their way back from a meeting at Alyssa's new preschool. They brought a birthday gift for M and visited for about an hour. I love hanging with Rachel. She's awesome and was so sweet to remember M. I gave her another enormous bag of clothes. I hope some of them were wearable. I have a habit of giving her single shoes and stuff like that. 8 months later I give her another bag with the other shoe in it but by then she had tossed the first. How frustrating it must be for her to have me as a SIL.
Anyway, finally everyone was home and the day was over. It was just a constant rush of appointments. That is the part of being a mom that is exhausting. I can handle the other stuff but the "gotta be there by xxx" that wears me out.
Since it was M's birthday, I got up early and made her breakfast in bed. I got in the shower, rushed to the grocery store for Skittles for her classroom treat, picked up a few things for her birthday dinner, dropped the treats off at the school (along with a forgotten math assignment for N) and then went to Ogden to the mall to get my Clinique Bonus Days free-gift-with-purchase (okay, that has to be an oxymoron if I every saw one) and to Costco to pick up a few other essentials.
When I got back, 4B was home from Colorado. While I made M's requested burritos, we had a very nice visit about college and roommates as he waited for M to get home from school so he could say happy birthday. She was so excited to see him because I had told her he wouldn't be able to come home to celebrate. He left right after she got home to go to Provo to pick up a date and take her to a Dave Brubeck jazz concert at Abravanel Hall.
I had a piano lesson to teach and then raced to Farmington with Scout and N. They did really well at the call-backs but weren't asked to stay and read parts. N was fine with that but Scout was really disappointed. I thought they did really well and couldn't have done better, really. It seemed to be more a matter of knowing the directors or having a special skill (i.e. the Kelsey part required piano playing ability) so she shouldn't feel rejected. But I know she does.
I raced home to meet M and her Christensen grandparents. Bob and Kay have a tradition of taking the grandkids out to lunch for the birthdays and then to Toys-R-Us to pick out their presents so they had come by and picked up M after I left for Farmington and taken her shopping and for ice cream. Sadly she didn't have time for her birthday dinner before I had to take her to dance.
It was Young Women's and it was a combined activity (they were hiking) at the same time I was taking M to dance so of course Scout and H didn't go. After the rest of us had dinner, I went back to dance to drop off H and pick up M. She finally got to eat after everyone else was done. Poor M on her birthday! She opened 2 presents (a puzzle and a Littlest Pet Shop Old Maid card game) and we had banana splits (she didn't was a cake) and then I took N to dance and picked up H. When we got home, M opened the rest of her gifts (clothes, a Sharpee Barbie, some Littlest Pet Shop toy thing) and H had her ice cream. It was kind of sad to do the birthday thing in shifts.
Auntie Rachel (sounds old, doesn't it!) and her kids, Lindsay, Alyssa and Cameron stopped by on their way back from a meeting at Alyssa's new preschool. They brought a birthday gift for M and visited for about an hour. I love hanging with Rachel. She's awesome and was so sweet to remember M. I gave her another enormous bag of clothes. I hope some of them were wearable. I have a habit of giving her single shoes and stuff like that. 8 months later I give her another bag with the other shoe in it but by then she had tossed the first. How frustrating it must be for her to have me as a SIL.
Anyway, finally everyone was home and the day was over. It was just a constant rush of appointments. That is the part of being a mom that is exhausting. I can handle the other stuff but the "gotta be there by xxx" that wears me out.
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