Hmmm...

Do you ever have those times in your life when you have so much going on in your brain and so much to do that you can't make yourself do any of it? I got tricked into being in charge of the PTO Fun Run. Okay that's not true. I had a choice about what to be in charge of. I just had no idea how much work was involved! I've been desperately begging businesses to donate prizes (or money for prizes) for the kids who bring in the most money through pledges. I'm still waiting to hear from a couple places, but so far I've got nothing. Oh wait, I did get a couple of $3 gift cards for ice-cream donated. Ugh. I've been having nightmares about the envelopes costing more than my entire budget and about asking a store manager for money and then realizing I'm wearing my pajamas. Oh well. Four weeks from today and it'll all be over. And the PTO treasurer (who did the Fun Run last year) promised that they wouldn't let me fail.

I signed Peter up for kindergarten a few weeks ago. I thought it was supposed to be easier with the second kid. But I'm just as worried about him as I was with Charlie. He's so excited. He really wants to get the same teacher Charlie had.  I'm not so sure I feel the same way. But he's mostly excited about getting to ride the bus with Charlie. What is it about riding the bus that gets my kids all in a tizzy? And then it'll wear off and he'll be dragging his feet every morning hoping to miss the bus and get a ride.

I know I had my issues with Charlie's kindergarten teacher, but his teacher this year is wonderful. He's grown by leaps and bounds and is liking school a lot more. And that makes me happy. He's getting into some fun book series' too. He loves the Magic Tree House. I'm not a huge fan, but I love that he's reading them. He just discovered Cam Jansen and is having fun with those. And we've been reading the Stink Moody books together and I think I'm more entertained than my boys are. If any of you know other books about that same level, I'd love to hear about them. He tends to read what his friends are reading, but it'd be nice to branch out a bit more.

AJ/Squish is almost 16 months old. He's a climber and jabbers on and on just like Charlie always did. He's pretty independent until he wants something. Then it's all screams and yelling in your face until you understand what he wants. I can tell it's just frustration at us not understanding him. Hopefully it'll die down as he learns how to communicate better.

Well that's it for now. I'll bet writing this took enough time for the person I need to talk to at the school district office to be off her lunch. Back to work...