Dear Home Teacher, aka smilyface, you came to visit and my kids were all bouncing off the walls with craziness. All four of them at the same time and I was out numbered, this is always a little embarrassing and makes me a little mad at the same time. After showing them what you had planned and them still going nuts you took them all outside and pushed them on the swing and swung them around and did wheel barrow races until it was getting dark. Thank You! I couldn't ask for a better home teacher.
Dear April, you went so fast. How can the days be so long but the months are flying by? I can't believe it is almost May.
Dear Books, life would suck without you. I'm sure that's what that song is about. Not a day goes by that I don't read. Recommendations are always welcome. Sometimes I wish I could spend a whole day reading. For enjoyment that is.
Dear Spring Sing, I want to like you, but it's really hard to. I hate the parking issues and trying to keep track of my kids and sweating and not really being able to hear the kids sing well and the stray kids running all over during the performances and my kids not listening and whining. Yeah, I think that's why I don't really enjoy this one.
Dear Nap, it finally hit me, caught up to me, the exhaustion mentally, emotionally and physically. After another restless night of little actual sleep I took the girls to the Dr. then Avary to school. And instead of running my errands that are just piling up I turned on a movie for Hazel and took a nap...for four hours...and woke up to a disaster and it being dinner time. The kids acted almost pleased that they had free reign until they got hungry. It was all I could do to force myself to get up and go on with the rest of the day, the spring sing, dinner, baths, bedtime routine, prep for tomorrow, laundry. I need a vacation. Actually I just want to sleep until I'm not tired anymore.
Dear Avary, I am so sorry you have TWO broken heels. I know this is so hard for you to not be able to run and play. I think having double ear infections, getting four molars and having two broken heels probably has had something to do with your big Tude. That is good enough reason for me. You are so tough. I love you Babycakes.
Dr. Mckay, you are such a good Dr. and such a nice man. I wouldn't go anywhere else.
Dear Hailey, for...awhile now you have been saying you need glasses, but I really thought you just
wanted glasses because you would purposely seriously fail the school nurse exam. I finally took you in for an eye exam because I noticed you squinting when you thought I wasn't watching. Just to add to our wonderful week, you do need glasses. A small prescription thankfully, but I'm sorry I didn't take you earlier is in order I would say. And I'm sure you will help me to remember that I didn't believe you needed glasses. But I will remind you of how I went and tracked down your dance teacher just to get a song for you to dance to in the talent show and brought it to school for you with only two hours notice. See we love each other.
Dear Kade, on our way to our class you said "mom I feel like my soul is trapped in a cage" I don't even know what to say to that. Free your soul!
Dear Self, overwhelmed is not even the word. My only comfort is knowing that almost every breathing moment is spent caring for and trying to help my children in one way or another even if I can't be the mom I am in my dreams. But I am expecting that mother of the year award to come in the mail any day now and it's not quite even May yet.
