Here I am blogging in my pajamas. It is just one of those Mondays. Didn't want to get out of my nice warm bed, so I didn't until 7:00. Which meant I had 45 minutes to get kids up and off to school. But I did a great breakfast of french toast sticks (very easy because there is not cutting involved--great finger food, and of course from the freezer), yogurt and apples. I literally dragged Andy out of bed and pulled his pajamas off and dressed him in the process. Much easier that way. Of course I was still making lunches as the kids needed to go out the door, and at about that time I found the science fair project paper that Andy needs to turn in today that wasn't filled out yet. Scott filled out that paper, and amazingly, teeth got brushed, backpacks found, and A and J managed to get out the door on time. However, we did not get scripture reading done this morning, which we do pretty well about 95% of the time. Communication between Dustin and his ride broke down so I ended up taking him to school because his ride didn't show up (which meant scraping windows--I miss my garage) and he was 10 minutes late. But even though he woke up late (at 7:00) he managed to shower and blow dry and straighten his hair and all that. I really did not know that boys could take so long to get ready for school! But hey, he looks good (at least in his opinion--no so much in this mom's, though he did get a hair cut a few weeks ago). Brennen is the last to leave for school and he is so independent and all that so smooth sailing there. It is strange to me that my older boys go to school later than my younger kids. In Utah my older kids left a good 45 minutes to 1/2 hour before my younger ones.
I have a load of laundry in, the dishwasher is running and Cameron is happily playing with a pirate ship and guys, or little people, or something--such an easy kid. Can I go back to bed now?
Referring to some past posts, I am happy to say that my laundry is caught up. There is still some waiting to be folded and put away, but my laundry room is clean (or at least the slight organization is back) and it is under control enough that I don't feel so overwhelmed. Now I just need to clean my room!
About Brennen's early morning basketball, I feel really bad about my attitude. He did not make the team. I am proud of him for getting up early everyday and trying, and not quitting even with all the running he had to do. I was sort of thinking that maybe there wouldn't be a "cut" and everyone who showed up to practice would make it. He is okay with it though. He said "At least I don't have to get up so early now." He is in a local league which we signed him up for a few months ago, so he will still get to play. He starts practicing this week. He can learn more and practice at the hoops across the street at the park (when it warms up), and be ready to try again next year.
In other news, it is 11 days until Christmas! WOW! My three-year old Cameron was very cute. When I asked him what he wanted Santa to bring him he said "Presents". Very easy! I got him Little People play set thing. So I asked him if he wanted Little People (because he loves them) and he said "I already have little people" like, gosh Mom, don't you know? Still so sweet and innocent. Doesn't realize he can be "greedy" at Christmas.
I better go get started on cleaning my room. . .cause you know Santa doesn't come if your bedroom isn't clean.