Above all I need to express my enthusiasm for school starting full-time after Labor Day. It gave me goosebumps to learn that my Bean will be picked up at 8:05 each weekday morning and not re-deposited to me until 3:39 each weekday afternoon. It’s like Christmas.
I procrastinated longer than usual on writing this week’s post – it was my birthday on Wednesday. Turning 30 is pretty exciting but turning 30 for the third time is out of control fun. Totally joking, I don’t mind birthdays so much. My gift was spending a whole day shopping without kids and then an exotic Indian dinner with my ma. Apparently I started the downhill journey into my twilight years because I got excited by the prospect of shopping for new tea at Trader Joe’s without my kids kicking bags of hippie food and screaming that the store smells like the inside of a camel (true story).
As if I didn’t already feel like I was 6 months out of a hip replacement, my son had his kindergarten open house on Thursday. Bean’s not your typical 5-year-old and very little interest in meeting his teacher and the only question he asked was about the classroom computers and if they had YouTube videos. At one point he asked to leave because he said that the school smells like the inside of a camel (true story).
Today – Friday – we stayed inside because of rain and lack of motivation. But that didn’t mean we were unproductive! I watched 4 Barbie movies in a row (let’s call it research for my blog), managed to avert a crisis involving Bean and 7 puppies, and tried to explain to an inconsolable Beatrice that it was time to watch something else and that it’s not nice to throw puppies at her brother.
(I’m still trying to find out how he knows what the inside of a camel smells like)