Quick Update...

Goodness, we've been so busy. I started my contract position and now any free time I have is spent working! Big bummer. My days of dropping the kids off at school and running the roads to all my favorite stores are GONE! G-O-N-E! It's going pretty well and I have a lady that I've known for a very long time come to my home on Mondays to watch the kids. I'm so impressed that the girls don't bother me at all. They don't even try to come into the office. Occasionally they pass by and wave, but they turn around quickly and run away. For a 2, 3 and barely 5 year old I think that is pretty darn good!

We had Claire's party at Oogles N Googles last weekend and it went really good. She had a great time and I did absolutely squat so that's my kind of party. They did the invites, cake, goody bags, papergoods, etc. I ordered pizza and that was about it. I can't believe she is 5. While I'm on the subject of Claire, we had an incident at school that made me so sad. It was Tuesday of this week and I was packing Claire's lunch the morning of school. Just a little history... I still feed them baby food for 2 reasons. One, they never stopped eating it and have always liked it. Secondly, it is the most convenient thing in the world for me. Not to mention they are getting nutrious food... Anyway - I was packing Claire's lunch and I told her I was giving her some squash with her sandwich which she usually loves but this morning I looked at her and saw tears rolling down her face. I went to her and asked what was wrong and she got all choked up and didn't want to tell me. When she finally did she said "mamma, all the kids at school were making fun of my baby food last week. They were all laughing at me." I can't believe 5 year olds are making fun of each other already! She was so upset and I started crying and I told her I would never send food that wasn't cool anymore. What in the world was I supposed to say? I get so protective and I was so upset. We both cried and hugged. I guess this is just a little taste of what I will be getting down the road. Hmmmm....

So, this year for Halloween I am going to be an 80's Rock Star (Claire picked out the Rock Star and I picked out the 80's part of it). The girls love, love, love to tell everyone that daddy is going to be mommy's "White Trash Loser Boyfriend." I bought Dan a Mullet and he is going to look so fine. Seriously, I have never seen him go shopping for himself, but he called me a couple days ago on his lunch break and he was headed shopping at Salvation Army and Buffalo Exchange for his 80's attire. I couldn't believe my ears. We have a dress up party this weekend and I am just so proud of him. Dan is what I call "Not a Planner." We use that phrase in our house a lot. I couldn't believe he took the initiative to go out and get an outfit. His jeans are hilarious!