BACK TO SCHOOL!!!! Hooray! As a general rule, I abstain from superfluous exclamation points, but in this case, they are warranted. Oh, holy cow, am I ever happy this morning!!
The house is so quiet. Abby is peacefully playing by herself, the floors are swept, laundry is churning away importantly to itself down the hall, the birds are tweeting, the sun in shining (really, it is) and the sky is Robin’s egg blue. Delight-some…
For the first time in a week, I can breathe.
You know what this means, right? 10 weeks until summer. I have to find a summer program for Beanie. For ALL of our sakes. He was a wreck being at home for two weeks and having to deal with his siblings. His mama was a wreck trying to deal with him and his siblings and an out-of-work husband. Beanie needs, needsthe structure of the AIM school. I don’t know if they have a summer thing, but I intend to find out. I can’t be the only PDD mom who needs some rescuing.
( I can head David upstairs, now changing Abby’s diaper. To the tune of “If You’re Happy and You Know It” he is loudly singing “You got poop on your butt, on your butt! You got poop on your butt on your butt…)
So. Peace decends upon my house. Despite the chaos of the last week, we did have a nice weekend at home in our jammies. I love General Conference weekend. The talks this time seems especially… pertinent? Apropos? Pointed? I don’t know, but it was wonderful.