Sick Days are No Fun

Even knowing that being home sick will bring no joy to his life, Teddy is home. So, he must be sick. I'm not one of those cool moms...if you're sick, you're in bed, no tv, no DS, no computer. In short...it sucks. A lot. Teddy started catching a cold yesterday and this morning woke up feverish and miserable. His education week concert is tomorrow so I figured keep him home today loaded up on drugs and maybe he'll be ok tomorrow.

I saw a friend at school, still had to take Connor in, who also has sick children. The one who wasn't sick was trying to convince that she was. Explained how I do things and both looked horror struck. Poor sick Teddy looked up at them with the, "Can I go to your house?" look. See, they get a free day. Home sick and you can do whatever you want. It's party time. Then again, her kids all like her and mine are actively plotting to drive me insane. She's a good mom. I'm a troll. That's cool. I'm ok with being the troll. Being the cool mom is overrated anyway.

I'm not totally heartless. I'll make cheese melts for lunch for him...he really likes those. And in the afternoon he can watch a little tv or but computer time. But not a lot. If I lose a child-free day; it has to cost someone something.

New Parenting Moment

I'm really annoyed at Teddy right now. I mean really. He accused me this morning of lying to him. What did I lie about? Well, last night I said we'd have pasta for dinner and when he got home from rugby we had tacos. I said I couldn't find the pasta so I made tacos. This was all while I was having a killer sinus headache.

This morning he opens the pantry and low and behold there is the pasta. We were just all joking about the best way to score more food from me while I'm working the canteen at school today. Next thing I know he's calling me a liar and that there was pasta there all the time. He was honestly angry with me for lying about the pasta. Only I didn't, I couldn't find it in the pantry and Ted last night dug it out for me and put it where I could find it.

When did we leave the point where he loved me unconditionally and believed in me 100% and move to the point where I'm a liar and hoarding the pasta? Honestly, this is one of those sad moments for me. Obviously I still love him but I feel that there is now a little divide between us that wasn't there before.

I'm soooooo not giving him any freebies at the canteen today unless he says, "I love you Mommy Darling" in front of his friends.

Things that Damn Dog Eats

I really didn't want a puppy. I believe I've mentioned that before. Sasha, the 5 year old puppy, has reached new levels of absurdity in her eating.
Apples - she jumped up and grabbed an apple that Teddy was dangling in front of her ran back to her crate and snarfed it down...core and all.
Cupcakes in ice cream cones - hit the motherload with this one. Popped up on the counter and found tray with cupcakes going to Connor's class party and very daintily ripped out 2 of them and snarfed them down before anyone was the wiser. Yes, I know dogs can't eat chocolate. Easy there PETA....I'm doing my best to keep it away from her.
Cricket training ball - fortunately it's made of sturdy stuff and I was able to rescue it before she really went to town.
Rolls - any random hot dog rolls, hamburger rolls, dinner rolls.
Cinderella dress shoes - self explanatory
LEGOS - again, you can figure this one out.
Barbie Pediatrician doll - ripped the legs off and spit the bits all over...making a statement?
Hair Bows, Hairbands, etc...again, I think you can figure that out
Any cardboard she can find. Wrappers to things, boxes she rips up
Water, soda, fabric softener bottles - ooooh, these are winners to her. Walks around with them in her mouth before sitting down and ripping them to shreds.
Kids expensive school water bottles - Anything we pay extra for seems to be very yummy.
Egg Shells - Yeah, that one surprised me too. She went into the trash and pulled them out and I found what was left in her crate.
Connor's underwear - So far it's only Connor's; not sure why she's playing favorites.
Socks - All manner and form of socks but especially the tasty $8 a pair school socks of Teddy's. Personally, I think Teddy is feeding her these ones.
Oh, and her dog food. Go figure.

What she doesn't like -
Leftover tea leaves from my cups of tea. I knocked the strainer off the counter and they spilled all over the floor and Damns Dog trotted up happily, gave a sniff, and walked off.
And that's it. She eats EVERYTHING ELSE.

At least she's cute...that's why she still breathes...

Here's The Party Girl

It's a week later and I finally have put some pictures here. Sorry. It's been a LONG week. Connor turned 5 on Saturday and we had 17 girls over for a party. WHEW! Mercifully I have yet again made friends with someone with an amazingly marketable skill and my friend Kassie ran and dance class party. It was amazing. Connor and Tessi had a blast and Teddy ran for the hills to a friends house. Which was a massive disappointment to the little blonde twin girls who were there because they are in love with him.

Connor was the belle of the ball and had an amazing time. I made the dresses that she, Tessi, Kassie's daugher and Connor's BFF Delaney and Zoe's wore. It was such a girl fest it wasn't even funny. Don't even ask how loud the screaming was when Connor opened the High School Musical CD...dear God - there are cats that can't screetch that loud. God help us during the teen years......

Inherent Failing in the System...

The problem with "manning up" and having an amazingly constructive day is that the next day is bound to be less constructive and therefore disappointing. Yesterday I had Tessi with me all day. Do I need to list what I got done? 2 kids to school, Tessi's swim lesson, read up 1/3 of one room, picked up kids from school, argued, drove to rugby practice, argued again, drove home had dinner and went to bed right after the girls. Not exactly the uber day I had before.
Today isn't shaping up much better. I have SO much a I have to do and I'm really in danger of stuffing everything up.
Grrrrr. I never wanted to be a super mom. Right now I'd settle for a marginally passing one.

To be Blunt...I Rule.

It's amazing what 10 hours of continuous sleep and a day with no children can do for you and your abilities to do things. Waking up at 6:50 am (yes, Friends, that IS sleeping in) I managed to feed and water 3 kids and a dog. I had a 20 minute argument with Connor about letting me do her hair, set out hers and Teddy's lunches for THEM to pack in their backpacks. Only told Teddy 4 times to put his shoes on and helped Connor fill out her News Day slip. Get 3 children to different schools.
Then the work began. I went to the shops, sent my cell phone back to be repaired, bought food to make for dinner, had a chat with neighbors MIL who is very nice and very lonely, shopped for remaining goody bag fillers for Connor's party and drove home.
Did 3 loads of laundry and hung them. Yes, they're still on the line...stuff it..I'm on a roll. Then I worked on the 4th dress I have to make and now I'm within 1 hours work of having all 4 princess/dance dresses done for the party. I baked one of the cakes needed for Connor's dance floor cake. Then I rearranged the living room and moved 3 book cases - including two 7 footers onto opposite walls and cleaned and swept the room. Then I went and picked up 3 children from 2 different schools and for I grilled chicken and sun-dried tomatoes on the GRILL (I NEVER do this) and had dinner and even got the kids to eat a bite...then fed them cabonossi...again stuff it...at least they ate something and I was by myself because Ted had to work late. I have the second cake in the oven and it should be done in 10 minutes. I have 30 minutes until the girls go to bed, another 30 after that until Teddy is down and then I may colapse on the floor in a messy heap.
But at least I can say I did SOMETHING today.