Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Living in my car.

I think I might just move in there.

8ish, leave to take Davis to school. Get in line. Wait. Drop off. Leave. Go to preschool

8:40 get to preschool. Get Harper and Carson out of car. Carson takes himself to class. He does not need me after all, he is 4 and has this all figured out. Harper sees her room, pushes away from me and walks in. Apparently at 16 months she too has it figured out.

Run two errands and speed back to school, get there at 10:15. Get Harper.

Hang out and play for an hour. Get Carson at 11:15.

Have lunch, get Harper down for a nap just after 12.

Chuck comes over just before 1, so that I can go get Davis.

Early release day, kids get out at 2.

Granted, this was my first time and I could have gotten there at 1:30 instead of 1:15, but got
there and sat in line until the kids came out.

Gathered Davis and some neighbor kids.

Delivered them home, came home with a friend.

Had snack, played. It is now 4. Friend leaves at 4:30.

Need to start dinner and have soccer practice at 6.

Only to hurry home to get ready for bed....hope for time to read books, and lights out at 8.

Then get ready to do it all again.

Really...is this how it works? There has to be another option...maybe I need a new car...one with a massage chair and a pedicure station.

One tired momma really thinking that surely Davis can drive himself at 7, can't he?

(no I am not serious...maybe 8...)

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