On the lighter side of life today....

I got a call from my homeschool group leader.  She wants me to do a workshop at the meeting called "A Day in the Life" where I just tell what a typical day is like at my house/ homeschool.

OK, so that should be a very informative and helpful workshop to attend, should it not?  In preparation, I thought I would jot down some things from today in our life:

* I awake to Dash yelling, "I want some juice!"

* Changed Jack-Jack's diaper... uh-oh, we are having major diaper rash issues here.

* About 30 seconds after awaking, Violet begins to ask, "When are we leaving for Chicago?"  (side note: we are leaving tomorrow to go visit the newlywed sister and her new hubby, and Violet is spending her long and hard-earned savings at the American Girl store on the doll she has wanted for almost a year..) 

*You can ditto that last comment approximately 10,598 times because it has been a steady refrain coming from Violet all day... it is now 2:30 p.m. and I am looking to officially hit the 1 millionth time for that question before we leave in the morning.

*Dash went back to his room to get dressed, couldn't find clothes he liked, energed naked from his room and proceeded to play in the buff for the next half hour.

*Dash has a new saying: he says in a REALLY funny voice, "I love you man!" mimicking the way daddy says it... it is HILARIOUS.

* I decide Dash needs some clothes on an go back to help him dress.  Here is the conversation:  Me:  "Hold still, you have somthing in your hair."  (I get it out.)  Him: "What was it, Mommy?  A racoon or something?"  What cracks me up is not only that he thought it might be a raccoon, but the "or something" he adds to the end of a lot of his sentences.  He is one funny dude.

* So then the two big kids go outside, by which time Jack Jack has energed from his morning nap and Violet has questioned whether she can begin packing at least 64,863 times.

* They are outside nearly 2 minutes before the screaming begins.  They are not getting along.  So I make them come inside. Dash runs, and I go get him and put him in time out.

*Things get interesting here... after plunking Dash in the time out chair, I realize something.... I cannot find Jack-Jack.  (who is just newly one, btw)  I call out his name (which is not Jack-Jack, although he answers to that too by now LOL!), but no answer.  One kid has left the basement door open... the unpardonable sin in our house.  With a panicked feeling I go look at the bottowm of the stairs... no Jack-Jack.  Whew.  I start looking in all the disasterous areas (toilet, tub, etc)  while Violet, who has now caught on, and Dash, who is just kinda along for the ride and needs an excuse to get out of time out while mama is otherwise occupied, call out "Jack-Jack!  Jack-Jack!"  (well, not really, but his real name)  And I still can't find him, then I hear his little voice... over in the corner.  I go over and see...a little boy, just one year old, with a mouth stuffed full of cookie, and his hand caught in the cookie jar (actually a box, but jar sounds better)... what a little piggie piggie!

* I am now very short on time, as it is really really late and we are leaving in the morning and I am not packed for everyone yet (you have to take the whole house with you when you leave with three kids for two days!).  So for the sake of wrapping it up, the rest of the day involved putting kids down for nap, cleaning, doing errands, packing, putting kids to bed, laundry, cleaning, packing, more laundry and now printing out trip stuff.

Thus ends a day in my Incredible life!

who is VERY excited to go visit my sister and new brother-in-law!