All my days are sorta blending together. Aggravating mornings, a bit of peace while the kids are in school, running around trying to get things done before the kids are home from school, homework, kids' activities, trying not to fall asleep at 9pm...
Tuesday we baked homemade chocolate chip cookies (cause nothing says "I don't want to weigh 153 pounds anymore" like homemade chocolate chip cookies) and went to the library. Which was all fine and dandy until Ally finished all 4 of her books that night and began pestering Zach for his Garfield comics and Emily for her Amelia-something-Notebook books. The issue is Ally keeps picking out simple 2nd grade level chapter books because that's what Emily is comfortable with (I'm just thrilled Em is reading!) but Ally really should bump up her level. This fight has continued through this morning.
All I really remember about yesterday was saying "if you put your stuff back where it belongs when you are done with it, you'll know where it is next time" alot. This involved lunchboxes, jackets, hair brushes, soccer shin guards, water bottles, and a Tiger Cub hat. Annoyingly enough (is annoyingly a word? It should be) all but the Tiger Cub hat were misplaced by the twins.
Which brings me to a funny topic and this is the first time ever I'm going to write about something that will totally embarrass one of my kids later in life. Ally has begun writing letters to Greg about stuff. She'll draw a cute picture on the front and then compose her letter on the back. She leaves them on his desk in his office. Greg was surprised by the letter writing but almost all of Ally's teachers have had Ally "write letters" because otherwise Ally will talk your ear off from first bell to last. I'm pretty sure she also often talks in her sleep.
The latest letter went something like this:
"Mom says my goal in life is to annoy her. It isn't. My goal in life is to be famous."
Well now that we've cleared that up...
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