We'll we've had all of our excitement for our first day.
Mom had to run an errand & left house early. I overslept 15 mins-- apparently ds was up, but didn't make sure others were up.
Had to feed Dobie & then herd my kitten Stinkerbelle into the potty, eating & getting dressed.
(She decided late last night she didn't want to go to school today-sigh).
Had to run around behind all the kids making sure everything that needed to be brushed, washed, and fed was brushed, washed, and fed! Finally got them out of the house. Dh will be taking the 3 kids to school. It of course is pouring down rain. Have to argue with the kids as to what a water proof jacket actually means?!?!
Find out then that Stinkerbelle won't stay in school, finally dh was able to get away leaving her in the care of a girlfriend that's in the same class. Turns out another family from our old school is there too so that's 2 friends for her.
Then dh tells me someone backed into his car this morning at ds' school!?!?!?!
Luckily they only tapped him & all was ok!
Only 10 more months of this!
Oh and to keep it on topic Stinkerbelle wore her
backpack!!!
Hope everyone else's first day went a little smoother!
Next time you're awake at 2 image your self snuggling with a darling little baby boy Pookums! Imagine smelling his clean hair & baby scented sweetness. (don't think about him screaming his lungs out while waiting for a bottle, in between burps, or when getting his skivvies changed
). Listening to his squeaking while he's drinking (I swear it sounds like he's either imitating a rocking chair or the 3 stooges-- it sounds like "hey-what, hey-what, etc...." in a really high pitched voice-- if he ever says "hey Moe I'm gonna
) I heard some faint whimpering. Slowly, ever so quietly i slinked over to the paint section and found out the problem. Oh so many 
and no one to take them home. Several sections were like JAM packed full so that the poor little things were spilling out onto the floor. I just knew I had to rescue some. I mean how cruel would it be to turn my back on that sad song? So 22 greeny babies and 12 blue babies found a cozy home in my pocket -- they will match my luggage better.
Then he'll finish what's left. Then he's got have about 15 minutes just to look around & stuff. All with burps in between. Then he decides he's ready to sleep until I lay down then he cries--rotten boy. This whole eat, burp, change, burp, eat, burp, gaze, sleep process takes about an hour. This happens about 3 times between 10p.m. & 6 a.m. Sometimes he spaces it apart, most times he goes for whatever is most disadvantagous to me! 
I have a bottle frig/warmer on my side--life saver! Sometimes I can dh to do potty! Most importantly you have to watch for his salute because there is nothing worse than a shower in the middle of the night! 
