First Day of School!

Today was the first day of school for my eldest. He's in grade one now! Omgoodness, excitement!
But his new path gave us a huge wake up call. Back to school shopping.
*shudders*
Now I understand, now I am in the loop. Now I want out.
But alas, we are stuck in this continuing circle of back to school b.s. And what is worse, we have it times 3!!!
Just how bad can it be you ask? *snickers* Well, sit back and be terrified my friend for I have seen hell, and its not pretty at all.
Firstly, I have to admit that Eric's school did offer a package that you can buy. For fifty bucks, you get everything he needs. For grade one, French Immersion. At the time, I couldn't. But hey, I have all summer...right?
Hang on to that thought, I'll get back to it later.
Okay, so last weekend Dave and I decide that we are going to buy the kids some new clothes. At Wal-Mart. (I know they are evil, but I sold my soul for discount prices) Mother informs me that its insane, more so than usual, and that I should leave her my youngest. We drop him off, assuring her that I will wire her the money for his University and head out to battle.
Wow. So much chaos. But huzzah! I don't have to brace myself for the stationary aisle. I just whizz by while grabbing a backpack. And only after almost becoming single (Wal-Mart - What are you going to do with the money you save? Hire a divorce lawyer. Thanks.) in the middle of the parking lot, we return. We're ready. Bring it.

Wait a second though. It gets better. This is the prime example of why my mother always nagged at me to be more organized. On the eve of B.T.S, while prepping Eric's bag, I notice something on the 'money' envelope for the school package. In tiny wording it gives me this earth shattering news.
"Please return by June 26, 2008."
Wait. No. What? It didn't say anything about that on the notice. There was no due date, just a bunch of volunteer options.
"Please return by June 26, 2008"
*beeping* hell.
But its okay, or so my love assures me. We will go shopping the next night. They never do stuff first day of school anyways.
Fair enough. This is true. So off my little man goes to first grade. So adorable. So excited.

Now, to keep this blog from becoming a novel, I will quickly write that Dave did go out tonight and got everything on the list. Bravo Daddy-O. But while I'm packing everything for tomorrow, it got me to thinking...
Was school always like this? Did our parents have to buy everything from pencils to erasers to freaking scissors? I can't remember. I just remember it spawning out of a magical cloud. I know it was that way in High School. But for grade one?
And the list was so specific too. Dave had to go around town...well...I'll show you what I mean:
HB pencils with erasers (36)
Medium sized white vinyl (4)
Large Glue Stick - 40g (10...really? 10? umm...okay)
Box of 24 Regular Pencil Crayons (1)
Large Kleenex Box (2...ewww snotty noses!)
Box of 10 Non-Toxic Washable Markers - thin (apparently, they are against fat?)
Ziploc medium baggies
Ziploc large baggies
Scissors - primary 5" blunt (heh...they said blunt)
Portfolio -dual pocket - red
3 Duo Tangs -with loose leaf- in green, yellow, and purple
Large zippered plastic pencil case

AND IF YOU DON'T GET THESE THINGS BY THE NEXT FULL MOON, YOU SHALL CRUMBLE INTO DUST AND BLOW OFF INTO THE WIND!!! *muwhahahahhahahaa*

*ahem* Seriously tho...my goodness. I argued with Dave for ten minutes because he was going to get a different duo tang and skip out on the portfolio! Don't mess with the school board, hon. They will eat you!

So, to wrap things up, its over, its done. And just a last tidbit before I go...I asked Eric what he learned today at school. He replied with "I don't know."
Ahhh...love our education system.

*kissles*

The joys of being mom.

A little while back, I saw this video on youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qehxjub5lyo

Its really funny, and clever and true...but it got me to thinking. This shows what its like for a single woman to take a shower...but what about the mothers out there?
Taking a shower when you have to take care of three kids by yourself requires more preparation than a musical production.
If I had more time, and a better camera, I would make my own video.
But alas, I'll just do it in written form.
So here it is. How to shower when you are a stay at home mother:

1. Throw on a movie that they wont get bored of in two minutes. Bribe them with cookies if they are good, and threaten them with certain death if they misbehave.
2. Make sure everything is clear, doors locked, and dog in his crate.
3. Run upstairs, stripping along the way. Throw clothes in the huge pile of laundry. Make failed promise that you'll get to it later.
3. Call downstairs to make sure everything is okay. Note: They will lie to you.
4. Turn on shower and jump in without waiting for the water to adjust.
5. Squeeze out cheap discount shampoo from an almost empty bottle and do your thing.
6. Do the same for the discount conditioner.
7.While you have soap in your eyes, your oldest one will come up and tattle-tale that his brother got into the cookies. Growl and tell him you'll deal with it later and he should go downstairs...or else.
8. Wash everywhere else.
9. If you are feeling brave, start to shave your Chewie legs. But then, while you're on the second one, you'll hear fighting and banging causing you to stop. Oh well, you didn't want to wear shorts today anyways.
10. Get out and dry as fast as you can and throw on your clothes.
11. Stomp down the stairs and demand answers as to why you can't have five minutes to yourself. Note: they will lie to you.
12. Realize that its either this, or waking up at five in the morning before they wake up to shower properly.

And there you have it. I'm a walking birth-control.

Confessions

(You know you haven't been to a site in ages when it takes you twenty minutes to remember your info to sign in...only to epic fail and having to reset everything. I was getting worried...I didn't want to make a new blog all together.....)

Oh my poor little blog...how I failed you. When we first started, I was so eager to write you, share the going-ons of my life. And now look at us. The last post I wrote was about the first snowfall. I wanted to write you. I swear. So many current events such as Britney going insane, Heath Ledger's tragic death. So many issues to rant about, like that poor boy who got killed for giving another boy a Valentine. So many happenings in my life, such as the birth of my third beautiful baby boy. Where was I??

*sigh*

I have to admit, I've been cheating on you. You see...my hubby downloaded this certain game for me one day...perhaps you heard about it...the Sims 2? Anyways, the game charmed me, whispered secrets in my ear and even lured me away from my other love...World of Warcraft. It started innocent enough...then I found out about the expansion packs, the new items to download, and found out that I can recolour things, use cheats to build exciting features, like an arc bridge!! How could I resist! Even now, I twitch to play.

I beg for your forgiveness, my cute little blog. I promise, I will post more often. I will put down the rants that go on in my head. I swear, I'll never stray from you again...

*sniffles*

ever yours, ever mine