So tired.

All the end of school activities have me running six different ways.

So far we’ve had the husband’s graduation, the girl-child’s spring concert and Truck’s K4 classroom visit. We also had the first t-ball practice last night.

Still to come, we’ve get an art show to attend (Miss Q’s), and swimming to do. I also have to pick up the food co-op order at an ungodly early hour on Saturday. And Truck has his preschool graduation, which I need to do some baking for…(Alternatively: May buy a fruit salad or something, and dump it in a different bowl…)

I’m not sure I’m going to make it to the end of the week.Slightly Similar Nonsense:

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Last night, I took three small children out into a large crowd of people, by myself.

There aren’t too many things I would be willing to do that for, but last night was worth it. Last night, I took my kids to watch their daddy walk across a stage and receive his diploma. After 3 years of hard work and sacrifice, he earned his Associates Degree in Automotive Technologies.

Chris worked very hard to minimize the effect that the last few years had on the kids. Between school and work, he routinely put in 12hour days, 6 days a week. And, in the impossibly small amount of time left over in his week, he made sure to carve out time to spend with the kids.

I could have left the children with a babysitter, but frankly, they deserved to be there. Especially the older two. While Chris certainly deserves the majority of the credit for what he accomplished, it was definitely a group effort. We’ve all had to put Chris’ schooling first, and I know that sometimes it was hard for the kids to understand why, exactly we had to do that.  They deserved the chance to hear their daddy’s name called, and to watch him walk across that stage.

And that moment when Chris’ name was called last night; that moment when our children stood up and clapped so hard for their daddy, that moment was one of those times where you feel your heart swell with emotion and love until you think you are going to choke on it. I could not have been any prouder of what Chris has accomplished than I was at that moment.

Thank you, Chris, for what you gave up to do this. And thank you for letting us be a part of it, too.Slightly Similar Nonsense:

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• Breastfeeding leaves me with extra time for books and television.
• Repo reality shows are apparently the only thing on late at night. And I find myself kind of annoyed with them sometimes. I mean, I get that it’s a job that needs to be done and all. But I find it weird that someone can be so gleeful about it. Not every person who goes through repossession is some awful person out to game the system. Sometimes shitty things happen to good people. And I am uncomfortable with the amount of gloating and stereotyping going on in these repo-shows.
• I read a lot of paranormal shtuff. And lately, a lot of Young Adult Paranormal shtuff. I’m pretty much okay with that.
• I’ve started using Good Reads to find new things to read. It’s working out pretty well. I’ve found a couple people who clearly have EXCELLENT taste, and I’m mostly just working my way through the list of things they rated highly.
• The way my son attacks his food source makes me cringe when I remember that he’ll be getting teeth in a few months.
• We watched the episode that is the end of the Doctor-Donna the other day. I forgot how sad it was. My children were completely upset.
• My middle child was sitting next to the baby when the baby started fussing. Truck whipped up his shirt and said, “I’m sorry baby brother, but you are out of luck! I have no boobs!”

I hope that dump didn’t frighten anyone.

xoxo

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Cracks me up. Every time.Slightly Similar Nonsense:

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