Monday, November 30, 2009

Grading, sick kiddo and other musings

I am surrounded by Christmas as I grade this Monday morning. My eldest son thought he would like to begin his day by throwing up at 5 a.m. Poor kid, he has thrown up at least six more times. So I am sitting in my living room with my half-decorated tree staring back at me. The stockings are hung and the table behind me is littered with ornament boxes. Yes, I keep all the boxes.

It is the last week of classes (seems surreal to me). And, as usual, I have a bit of grading to to do.

The extended break might have worked out for this purpose except that some six odd years ago, Gene and I decided to become parents. Between cooking Thanksgiving dinner and somewhat cleaning it up, hanging out with family and then doing a long list of household/Christmas to-dos on Saturday, my weekend was GONE before I blinked.

At some point in the weekend, I have made another one of my famous declarations. I am DONE with soda for awhile. Gene and I are seeing who can hold out the longest, which may end up being a small mistake.

Well, back to grading. Oh, and it seems I've sort of become a Pampered Chef consultant again. Anyone need any great gifts for the holidays?

Thursday, November 19, 2009

free holiday babysitting for kids 3-sixth grade

SHARE THE WORD!

Covenant Baptist Church is providing FREE childcare so parents within the Topeka community can go Christmas shopping. The event will be Sunday, Dec. 6, 2-5 p.m.

Children, ages 3-sixth grade, will do crafts, make and wrap presents to put under the family tree, and will
hear the Christmas story.

This event is by reservation only to ensure we have enough volunteers. Call the church to sign up today, 273-2811, or contact Annette at church @ cbctopeka.com

Covenant is located at 5440 SW 37th St.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

crazy

I know I am a great mom, but the daily dose of tears from my little blue-eyed boy as I leave him at preschool is killing me. Finally, I pry myself loose, telling him I have to get his big brother to school on time.

Sliding behind the wheel, I remark to Jacob. "It's a crazy life."

"Who's crazy? Me or you?"

Laughing, I tell him it's most definitely me.

"If I was going to preschool and I saw those poptarts in the lunchroom, I would give you a hug and go get me a poptart. I don't know why Jared was so upset."

OK, so maybe all great moms compete with pop tarts?