** Cutest thing ever: you ask Sunshine what tomorrow is and she says “Friday flowers”  or maybe “flowers Friday”.  Whatever it is, it is freaking adorable.  As in I love this girl so darn much I want to squeeze her forever.  She is smart, witty and precious.

** Except when she is acting like a brat.  Which lately she has been doing.  Like yesterday, she threw a toy at someone’s house and then refused to share that child’s own toys with her.  But we all have room to improve so I’m fine with her right now.  So long as this phase passes relatively quickly.

** The other day I asked where we were going for vacation this summer.  Basically, Lance wants to go back to Colorado, and who doesn’t?!  We have a chance to return to the amazing house we stayed in last year, but we don’t need a house that large.  And while I would love to go back to Colorado, part of me wants to wait until two more kids can participate.  Sure we save money not taking Snax and Baby Hulk zip lining and rafting, but that’s most of the fun.

** Anyway, Lance was all business.  Said to send him ten choices, and he would narrow it down from there.  Surprise, his first choice is Colorado, with Chicago second.  I would love, love, love to take the kids to Chicago.  BUT Lance and I are already going there without the kids.  Maybe we turn it into one huge trip and find babysitters for two nights.

** I just want a decision.  I need a plan.  Like now.  I hate not knowing our schedule.

** Which brings me to a rant, although a mini one since you never know who might read this…but can you say it is killing me that Squirt’s recruiter is, oh how do you say it?  HORRIBLE.  As in I wouldn’t trust my national security to him.  So why am I trusting my son’s future to him?  Me, I’m not.  But sometimes the politics of family doesn’t always go my way.  (Read: people don’t listen to my opinions.)  I was venting my frustrations to a friend whose husband happened to be a good recruiter years ago, when you had to actually work to find recruits.  He figures Squirt keeps getting pushed to another month because the guy has met his quota for the month and is saving Squirt for a month that he needs a signed recruit.  Well, that pisses me off.  PLUS…we will be taking a huge trip to San Diego for graduation so I really need to know a start date.  It’s not like it’s cheap to fly my troupe across the country.  Seriously, this guy sucks.  No other way to put it.  SUCKS.

** This week Lance has been busy, busy with the draft.  Part of me loves it…he’s in his element and really enjoys what he is doing.  Then there is the part that hates getting cut off because someone is calling or not being able to reach him because he is talking to someone else.  Someone asked what was worse, this or football season.  This by far.  At least during football season I can watch games with him.  Last night, I finally fell asleep waiting for him…soon, he’s all mine again.

** Finally ordered cap and gown and grad announcements for Squirt.  It’s a small start.  Can I just say how useless I think announcements are?  I know, I’m a grouch, but really, who keeps them?  My friend reminded me that I better get some if only to get Squirt money.  Please…that is the ONLY reason I ordered them.  It certainly wasn’t for a scrapbook.  Oh and we get to keep the cap and gown.  I liked it so much better when we rented them, you know 25 years ago.  What the hell do I need with a cap and gown taking up space in my home?

** Another busy weekend…three baseball games, MDA walk and two birthday parties.  Plus shopping for said parties and getting some clothes for the kids.  I’m already tired.