What an action packed day! After a late night, things didn't go as smoothly this morning as I had hoped. Even with all the prep work I did last night, we still managed to just get to school on time. So much for the quick Publix trip! I was so relieved that I actually hadn't signed up to bring strawberry syrup, I almost cried. I had only signed up to bring cookies, candies, 18 valentines, two packages of filler toys, as well as 2 things of flowers for the teachers plus cards as well as his lunch, snack, water bottle, tote bag, and folder. For a 5 hour preschool class, I felt like I had packed a week's worth of stuff.
So, Publix didn't work out first thing. I would have made it after drop-off if I hadn't run into the two moms outside chatting about the parent's board meeting I had missed yesterday morning. (Elora was sick.... and yes, I just plain old forgot). After hearing all the appalling stuff that happened, it actually made my life a little easier. Meaning, no regrets about switching schools next fall. Adios, Methodist church! Good luck with DCF!
Of course, I had to call my friend to gossip all about the juicy and shocking tidbits the ladies this morning dropped. I managed to get to the play group on time, but my poor friend was forced to be late as she gave up her precious preparation time to listen to my lurid tale. Since her son attends the same school, naturally she'd want in on the dirt. I love her. She's one of those rare friends you come across in life who laughs at your jokes and agrees with all the stuff that shocks you. And we agreed a lot this morning!
That brings us to the fun part of the morning - Valentine's Day party for the play group I run! 18 kids and lots of sugar, couple that with a lot of stickers and glue, add a swimming pool and you have yourself a toddler/preschool blow out. And yes, someone ended up in the pool. Several little someones in fact - mine included. And while I have a great time at these things, I sometimes feel that I start one million conversations and finish none. I must have said, "I'll be right back, hold that thought..." over a dozen times. If my friends had actually waited for me, there would be a lot of brain dead ladies tonight. I can only hope I come across as flighty and not bored or rude. The best part of the whole morning was watching Elora in her little group and seeing how happy she was with her friends. Each of whom she knows by name. And each of whom she absolutely adores. Good, I want her to be a popular girl, loving girl when she grows up.
We only had a enough time at home to change clothes before we had to pick up Gavin. It turned hot and my polyester clothes were making me smell. That and Elora was naked in the back seat on the way home after her little escapade. At the school, Gavin hopped in the back seat with a giant basket of loot and much sugar consuming ensued. As well as much fighting over said sugar.
A few moments after we settled in at home, my mom visited with some lovely little gifts for us. She's so good about things like that. A great workbook for the boy, a coloring book and crayons for the girl, my hubby's favorite chocolates, and a cute nightshirt for me. I hope she liked her bought-in-a-rush flowers and lipstick. I don't have a lot of time to be thoughtful.
Right after that visit ended, MIL comes over for a chat. It always makes me nervous to have her in my home. I defer so much to her in her abode, but here, I am queen. And I don't feel comfortable showing her my dominating side. I always feel like it's going to end in a confrontation. But it doesn't. Maybe I should just relax. Anyway, she brought the kids some cards with money and two apples. Never mind it looked like the Wicked Queen giving out treats to the unsuspecting innocent....
As she was leaving to pick up her dad from the senior center, my friend from this morning called and said she was free to pick up Elora's bed at the mattress place. We had a good laugh there watching the men rush in and out of the Publix buying flowers for their wives/significant others at 5:30 in the afternoon. Nothing like waiting til the last minute, boys! Even funnier was knowing my own husband was at that very minute buying me flowers at a different Publix down the road. You can't go two miles in this town without tripping over a Publix. Thank God they have great deals or I'd be scared we were in some sort of Stepford grocery invasion!
Bed home, friend thanked, dinner eaten, kids bathed, Brian and I put the bed together. Elora was so excited to have a big girl bed until she saw the crib being put away. Then, she cried! Oh, she cried. Grieved? But, it was short lived as she saw her big girl bed take shape - a big, beautiful mahogany twin bed with turned spindle headboard and footboard. From the forties, maybe? Just perfect for a little girl's room done in a French rose cottage motif. She climbed right up and was immediately fast asleep.
And that brings us to now... the boy and the husband are sitting on the couch killing bunnies on some app on his and my phone. Nice to know we still communicate! (As I sit and type on my laptop ignoring them)
Good night, y'all! And Happy Valentine's Day!
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