We’re having a good time on vacation. Stephen lost his front tooth. I think he ate it. I noticed blood on his pillow and when I asked him he wouldn’t open his mouth. It seemed like he was crunching on something. He swallowed and then slowly opened his mouth. Missing tooth – nowhere we could find it. I guess he didn’t want the tooth fairy to get it 😉
Here it is, Monday again. It’s 2:30 and I have less than an hour until I pick up my son from school and I haven’t got around to the to-do-list I had ready for today! Typical Monday Madness. The day goes by too quickly and I don’t get nearly as much accomplished as I would have hoped.
Monday was never my favorite day of the week. In fact there’s only one day of the week I like less than Monday and that’s Wednesday Hump Day. As a child, I had a full-time job in addition to school. (Yes, I said child. I started working full-time around the age of 8.) I had such an intense dread of Mondays that I couldn’t quite enjoy Sundays because I knew my time to relax was almost over. Like a sleepless night, dreading the first rays of sunlight that slip through the curtains disturbing the restful cloak of darkness.
I’ve been trying desperately to relax and unwind from a very busy holiday season. This is my son’s 3rd day back to school since Christmas, the house is a mess, I’m behind on chores, I don’t have meals made for my son’s gluten free, restricted egg and dairy diet, I have more work to do than energy…