...My three littles brought home beautiful flowers with pictures of us, from Preschool today. (I'm laughing at the two wine bottles in the picture. An inadvertent happy in itself that I'm just now noticing.) It's such a great feeling (the flowers, not the wine. Although I guess the wine lends itself to a great feeling too.) Dear God. What's wrong with me? FOCUS, Ami, focus. My point was that I spend so much time with my 38 kindergarteners, making presents for THEIR moms that I sometimes forget that I, too, am a mom now!
...which leads to this next point. Happy are the moments when I realize I am their "person." The one they want when they don't feel good or they're sad or scared. I love it. Colton's belly was "grumpy" again tonight and he insisted he was 'sick again.' Aside from crying loud, crocodile tears, all he wanted was to snuggle on my lap. I'll take it.
...there are 8.5 days of school left in this school year. Not that I'm counting.
...I overslept my alarm yesterday. On a preschool day, no less. Boo to oversleeping.
...I frankly have no words for this one. It's the play room. If this isn't an indication of how busy I've been the past few weeks, I don't know what is.
There's not much crappier than that. I can't get past it.
And I can't keep my eyes open any longer to even write about any other happies or crappies.
So goodnight all!
I've gotta go clean the playroom now....
or maybe drink the wine. :)