Garage Drinking

I could hear the phone ringing from the garage. It was my friend Karen. "What are you doing?", she asks. Uh...standing in the garage drinking beer with my husband while my kids are inside eating candy and geeking out to Dora the Explorer.

Dear Committee Chairwoman,
I, yet again, must respectfully withdraw my name for 'Mother of the Year'....

Ha! Like I was ever going to get an award for my parenting skills. Now, I could toot my own horn here and say things like:
- My children rarely watch TV -- and when they do, I make sure it's full of gratuitous sex & violence.)
- I strive for proper nutritional balance at every meal and serve as many whole foods as I can -- is it my fault this effort is sabotaged by the fact that Lila will consume nothing but Cheetos, Goldfish, and milk after 10:00 AM -- but it's organic milk.)
- Both my husband and I make make ever effort to be involved in our kids activities -- like sitting on the sofa, watching 'mature' (only show rated TV MA make the cut), and eating processed food out of plastic bags.

OK, like I said, I was never gonna get that award anyway. So, excuse me please, I've got to get back to my garage drinking.

Egg Hunt

Today was the Easter Egg hunt at 'school'. When I picked Jake & Lila up, they both came flying out the door and tackled me in the lobby. Now to some of you, this may not seem unusual, but for me...well knock me over with a feather! You see, my kiddos LOVE their school. And why wouldn't they? It's primarily a gymnastics training academy that happens to have a day school operating out of it. It's not one of these high-pressure academic places. Oh no! This is a place with trampolines, balance beams, uneven bars, and a very springy floor. Oh yeah! And let's not forget The Pit. The Pit is at the end of a long trampoline run. It's a huge hole in the floor filled with foam block that you can leap, somersault, vault, or just plain free-fall into. This place is all about the fun. It's just about the closest you can get to heaven for a preschooler (and for a few adults I know as well). This place is so much fun when I show up for pick-up, my kids usually start throwing tantrums because they don't want to leave. Well, today it was all that AND a basket of candy-filled eggs! I was expecting the worst. Instead, I was bowled over!

I was just vain enough to think it was all for the love of me. Of course...it was so they could get permission to dive into the candy-filled eggs. Silly Mommy!