:: Today Snax made a mask out of his paper towel.  And glued it to his face.  More than once.  Goose started freaking out, telling me to make him stop because it would stay on his face forever.  I assured him that he was wrong since he had glued something to his face several times today with no lasting effects.

:: Sunshine loves carrots.  Except when she doesn’t.  Like twice this week.  She has eaten part of a carrot and decided along the way that she was done.  And she won’t tell me where she put the carrot.  So now two carrots are floating around my house.  This is really hard for someone who prides themselves on being an impeccable housekeeper.  Without a paid housekeeper, I must add.

:: Goose took a spelling test today.  He who always makes 100 on spelling tests made a 95.  He misspelled judgement.  He spelled it just like I did.  Which according to ALL the people I sent text messages to today, that is the correct spelling.  Turns out you can spell it this way too: judgment.  I’m embarassed to admit that at 42, I had no idea you could spell it that way.  When Goose asked his teacher why he didn’t make a 100, she explained the different spelling.  He then pointed out that he spelled it the right way on the pretest and she didn’t mark it wrong.  Too bad, so sad.  He has a 95.  Mom isn’t happy.

:: Sunshine’s new routine is to say “bed, mama”.  How can I refuse that sweet offer?

:: Wondering if Snax is ready to ever go to school.  Despite being potty trained, he waits until the last possible second every. single. time.  He ends up screaming, “I need to go pee” and dancing in circles every time he pees.  I can totally picture this in school one day.

The only people who read my blog, know me, so I ask with all my might, beg really, to pray.  I have a super, special intention.  It is close to my heart.  Soon I will write about it, but any prayer offered for my intention would be appreciated.