GUILT

So, there are times in life when I let my guilt get the better of me. Like when I was at back to school night, and Kamrie's teacher says, if anyone would like to take this old ugly puppet theater home and refurbish it! I feel guilt because ever since I started doing daycare I am unable to help in the classroom. I am sure there are a lot of Mom's that don't help and don't feel any guilt. Lucky for Mrs. Garrett, I do. This project started out a very old ugly chiped red. I wish I would have taken a before picture. After a lot of paint stripping, and sanding, and more sanding, and even more sanding, this was the final product. She loved it, and today Chad's teacher mentioned she has one that is very plain!

Brightening Your Day!!!

My friend Jill sent me this video, and it made me so happy. I don't think there is anything that brings more pure joy, then a baby laughing. And this baby can laugh!!

Boys

For those of you that have boys, have you noticed that you have to be very specific with them. I KNOW this, yet sometimes I forget. I wanted to share an example of this with you. It was few months ago and involves Scott, shoes, and piano lessons.

I was babysitting and it was getting close to time for piano. I told my kids to get there shoes on (Tyler and Zac were both gone during the week this happened) I got the two little ones ready. I had planned on just sitting in the van during the lesson and letting the kids watch a video. So we get in the car and head off. About half way there I notice Scott does not have shoes on. (yes, he was sitting in the front seat)

Me: Do you have Shoes? (notice the generality of this question)
Scott: Yeah (with a little Duh attitude)

So I keep driving. We get to the lesson, Scott gets out of the car, still no shoes.

Me: Where are you shoes?
Scott: I couldn't find them.
Me: I asked you if you had shoes!!!
Scott: I have shoes, but I couldn't find them.
Me: #$%&^($&#*(%)#&*@* (in my head, using every ounce of energy to not strangle him right there on the side of the road)

So even though I thought I was being clear about him having shoes with him, in the car, apparently I was wrong.

I could probably come up with a dozen of these stories, but that would only show I should have figured it out by now.