I don’t know what was wrong with me yesterday. I was overly sensitive and I had these waves of sadness. I just felt like the world was going to end. I cried–no, bawled–during Ramona and Beezus. I felt a lil better when Jorge said, “It’s you!” when Ginnifer Goodwin was on screen (I seriously still don’t see the resemblance AT ALL. Emily, yes. Me, no).
We got into bed early (for once!) and he didn’t let me fall asleep until I talked about it and got everything off my chest ♥. I still can’t fully pinpoint the cause, but I’m pretty sure it was because I was missing the kids and it just branched off from that.
And I’m PMS’ing. Grr.
Work is work. I seriously can’t WAIT till October when everything starts picking up. Or at least, I hope it does.
I searched for a blueberry muffin recipe during lunch so I could rescue the sad strawberries that were nearing their demise in the crisper.
I got home after work and went straight to the hallway bathroom to clean up the girls’ step-stool; I’d read yesterday about the recall on these stools. Sure enough, took it to the store and got a gift card for $27. I found a plastic, safe-so-far replacement stool for the girls, got a few things I needed for dinner, an eyeliner and a lipgloss (both of which I needed, both of which equalled to $3, heh). And I still had some leftover!
Mario needed to bring Emily back to me and brought the other kids too since he was going to the gym . We had a talk outside about Eenan’s attitude, which he described as something that’s been happening recently, and um, no, it hasn’t. He blamed it on the video games and said that he thinks it’s a good idea to deprive them from games during the school week. I almost lost it. I kinda did, I think. Arms waving in the air and everything, I said, “Um! That was my rule! If you would have kept it that way it wouldn’t be a problem.” Oh. But last year he wanted to seem like the Good Guy and the Fun Dad and wanted to make me look like the Bad Guy and Boring, Strict Mom. But now he’s having problems with the child and NOW he worries. I coulda told him this would happen from day one ;).
Mom helped cut up chicken for the spaghetti and I started on the strawberry muffins. They were a hit :).
Eenan was a bit mopey, but then he slowly got closer to the kitchen until we started talking about cooking. I really need to make time to teach him the basics; he’s really eager to learn :).
He started telling me about his story he’s been writing since 5th grade (my God…he’s in 7th! *faints*). He talked while Alaethia and Emily both jumped around waiting for the muffins to cool. Both the girls are showing signs of a cold. Poor Alaethia; Pre-K isn’t good for anyone’s immune system :,(.
Time went by too quickly, but at least I got to enjoy my babies for a bit :). Jorge is asleep already and Emily’s asking for stories so I must be going!