The end of another week.

One week closer to summer break.

Another Friday in which we left at 7:25 and didn’t return until 4:00.  I’m dead tired after today, but it was a good day, a great workout, saw Stacy, went to Mass, the library, Starbucks, picked up Goose and went back to the library.

:: So, the Baby Hulk was wait listed at Rogers.  He’s number 4 on the wait list.  That makes me think he’ll probably get into the school.  But he might not.  All along I had assumed I would just homeschool him if he didn’t get in and Sunday morning Lance said that wasn’t what he wanted.  Here we go again, right?  Part of me wanted to yell, “who the hell do you think taught him how to read, write, love the outdoors and so much more?”  “ME, ME, ME!”  I might have made a few remarks and stayed mad all day, but I’m over it.  One year at a time.  Kindergarten isn’t compulsory in Texas so if he doesn’t get a spot by Fall, he will stay home.  If he does get a spot, Lance wants him at school with Goose.  Next Spring we’ll evaluate and apply to River Oaks Elementary.

:: Is Easter really here already?  I went to order some books for the boys’ Easter baskets only to find out they won’t arrive until after Easter.  Thank goodness, Stacy has Amazon Prime so I can get free 2-day shipping.  I am pretty excited about the books I chose for the boys.  A mix of seasonal books for Baby Hulk, Owl Babies for No David,  Blueberries for Sal and a new Easter book for Goose, and sweet, sweet A Tale for Easter for Baby Z.  (Squirt doesn’t like to read much, so I didn’t order him a book.)  We don’t have huge baskets at Easter.  While it is a day of celebration, I try to keep it small: candy, a small gift, and holy card or the like.

:: I started reading Superfudge to the boys last night.  We only read one chapter, but during this chapter the main character is furious that his mom is pregnant.  Baby Hulk and Goose were pretty horrified with Peter.  They just didn’t get why someone would be upset with having a new baby.  I’ve been pretty blessed with how each child has reacted to the addition of a new baby in our family.  Both of these two boys are actively praying for another baby.  Sweet, right?

:: I’m not sure why they are praying so hard because lately Baby Z has become a super fuss.  Yesterday, we went to lunch with my parents and every time they looked at her, she jerked away, made a foul face and started spitting.  Today at the library, she spit at me the entire time we were there.  Even the grandma’s at the gym are noticing a change in her.  Lance thinks she is so, so delicate.  Hmmm…

:: Today was another big library day.  I hadn’t been to the branch in River Oaks for a year and have I been missing out.  (I feel like every branch is good except the one down the street from us.)  I left with over 30 books.  I forgot my bag in the car, so I gave some to Baby Hulk to hold.  I was barely balancing the books and the baby while trying to keep up with No David.  A guy in his 20’s was walking to the door, a really heavy door I might add, he turned and looked at us.  Then kept walking and let the door close in our face.  What a jackass.  And yes, I called him that.  Then proceeded to tell the boys to never, ever let a door fall in someone’s face, especially someone with a ton of books and kids.