Wake up at 6:15 to get ready for work during this ongoing flood we are having thanks to Hermine (which the girls at work and I decided is a perfect name: Her-Mean, 'cuz her really is!). Yes, we are creative.
Try and avoid the drama Belle creates when she realizes her tooth is ready to come out and doesn't want to pull it. And doesn't want me to pull it. Decides she wants Nurse Amy to do it at school (ah-ha...you get to wear a tooth necklace all day).
Convince Scout she is, in fact a bird dog and made for this very type weather and despite what she thinks, she will NOT melt and needs to go outside and 'do her business' so I can get out the door.
Get kids off to school.
Run back home because the dress pants I was wearing to work are now soaked and even muddy. Perfect.
Finally leave for work at 8:00 and arrive at almost 9:00. Usually the drive takes me 20 minutes.
Work on uploading properties, Power Point Presentations, laughing at and with the great people I work with, convincing my boss I need the Adobe Creative Suite 5 to help make my job easier and the company look more professional. Still waiting on that answer....I don't expect the result I want. :::pout::::
Leave to pick up Ben after school in the still sideways and pouring rain. I pass an ark on the way.
Go inside school to let Ben know I will NOT be waiting outside on the blacktop for him and see Nurse Amy and the new wall art she put up that morning thanks to Belle.
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| Hence the drama this morning. |
Decide to rest on the couch while Ben plays with Legos.
Pick up Belle from her play date just in time to watch all the tornadoes hit around us. I mean literally watch. Every television station sided up to the funnels and filmed them tearing through DFW. Beautiful nature. Sad results.
Make dinner (BBQ Chicken Wings, carrots, mashed potatoes). Continue to hear sirens going off in the distance, but we're safe. Luckily my kids mom is a weather freak and always prepared.
My cell phone starts going off with texts from friends who know I love the weather and asking me what's going on.
Finally get settled and get serious on the rest of their homework. Ben has science, vocabulary and reading. Belle has reading because she completed most of her homework packet last night. We cuddle up to read "Junie B. Jones and the Graduation Girl". She cackles at the phrase "polkie dottie" and then gets the hiccups from laughing so hard at the name of one of the stuffed animals: "Philip Johnny Bob". I'm so proud at how far she's come with her reading. It was always easy for Ben and a little more of a struggle for her.
Help Ben finish his science flash cards.
Make cookies because you should always have cookies after finishing homework. At least in this house.
Feed Scout. Convince her again that she won't melt if she gets wet. YOU'RE A POINTER not a floofy show dog!
Clean the kitchen. Work on some paperwork while the kids play upstairs.
I call "bed time". Once they are in bed, I ask the question I ask every night as I tuck them in: What was the best part of your day? Belle: Coming home. Ben: Poning Lane's team in hand ball...then coming home. I smile. Get my hugs and kisses. Smell them, as usual.
Then I secretly check to make sure the positioning of the tooth under her pillow so I can make sure the Tooth Fairy knows where to find it. Then get asked by Belle, "Mom, you know I know you're the Tooth Fairy, right?" Me: "Ummmm...no I'm not. I don't even have wings or money." Belle: "You don't have money?! I'm not getting anything?!" Me: "Again...I'm not the tooth fairy, but she will for sure have money". Belle: "Well I don't know how she gets in here then and I don't believe in all that shrinking stuff and I *know* it's not Dwayne Johnson for sure (from the movie The Tooth Fairy). Me: "Yeah...that's unfortunate." Belle: "What?". Me: "Nothing...anyway...I'm not the tooth fairy."
Lights out. Crisis averted, at least for now.
The rain hits the window. My two angels tucked safely in bed. The dishwasher hums in the kitchen. Scout snores on the couch next to me. All these sounds tell me my today is winding down.
So I let my tomorrow enter my mind.
Starting with school snacks and lunch options. It's all about them. Everything seems to revolve around them. And that helps keep me grounded.
They are in fact my gravity.
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