cynthia at the sandwich life Daily, The Guys

the week that wouldn’t end

oh man….this week just will not give me a break. I thought a mad rush this morning of running children to school and grandparents, some mad copying and collating at work, a meeting or two and I’d be done. Instead it was one of those days where copiers stop working, multiple appointments get changed to the same time and $30 parking tickets appear on your windshield….and things get delayed so they’re not even done which means you can continue to worry about them over the weekend and the whole point of the mad rush was so you DIDN’T have to worry about them over the weekend. ugh. I am worn out, worn out, worn out.

Schlumber, as Owen would say. He says it means darn it. Schlumber.

As you may or may not know, Owen has a habit of begging to sleep with us or crawling into our bed at night. Sometimes we fight it and sometimes we just give in and enjoy the snuggling. So last night I figured that Owen would curl up with me and I wouldn’t miss Ernie as much—-since I never sleep well when he’s out of town. Instead…..as we marched upstairs at bedtime Owen said casually, “I think I’ll sleep in my own bed tonight.” And he did. The whole night. Hmph.

The boys have been taking great care to point out everything I don’t do the same was as DADDY DOES IT. At the grocery store yesterday Owen kept wanting to buy things as presents “for Daddy because he’s doing the hard, hard work at the ‘tique show…..” There are lots of sighs around the house because of missing Daddy….. They love me a lot but I don’t think I quite measure up. I can’t wait to hear Leo’s critique of his lunch when he gets home from school….

In other news, Leo lost one of his top front teeth. It had been hanging on by a thread for quite awhile but whenever I suggested trying to pull it out Leo just glared at me told me that would hurt his gum. As always, it’s hard to argue with Leo. Well yesterday he came home without it. His friend Luke’s theory is that he swallowed it while he was eating his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. We were a bit worried about how the tooth fairy would know without the tooth but Leo said a girl in his class had lost her tooth and the Tooth Fairy knew anyway. Sure enough, he was right. He looks incredibly cute but of course refuses all requests for pictures. His new tooth is already coming in—it was probably up there griping about when the old tooth was going to get out the way. It’s amazing, even Leo’s body is stubborn…..

Thoughts?

cynthia at the sandwich life Daily, The Guys

the week that wouldn’t end

oh man….this week just will not give me a break. I thought a mad rush this morning of running children to school and grandparents, some mad copying and collating at work, a meeting or two and I’d be done. Instead it was one of those days where copiers stop working, multiple appointments get changed to the same time and $30 parking tickets appear on your windshield….and things get delayed so they’re not even done which means you can continue to worry about them over the weekend and the whole point of the mad rush was so you DIDN’T have to worry about them over the weekend. ugh. I am worn out, worn out, worn out.

Schlumber, as Owen would say. He says it means darn it. Schlumber.

As you may or may not know, Owen has a habit of begging to sleep with us or crawling into our bed at night. Sometimes we fight it and sometimes we just give in and enjoy the snuggling. So last night I figured that Owen would curl up with me and I wouldn’t miss Ernie as much—-since I never sleep well when he’s out of town. Instead…..as we marched upstairs at bedtime Owen said casually, “I think I’ll sleep in my own bed tonight.” And he did. The whole night. Hmph.

The boys have been taking great care to point out everything I don’t do the same was as DADDY DOES IT. At the grocery store yesterday Owen kept wanting to buy things as presents “for Daddy because he’s doing the hard, hard work at the ‘tique show…..” There are lots of sighs around the house because of missing Daddy….. They love me a lot but I don’t think I quite measure up. I can’t wait to hear Leo’s critique of his lunch when he gets home from school….

In other news, Leo lost one of his top front teeth. It had been hanging on by a thread for quite awhile but whenever I suggested trying to pull it out Leo just glared at me told me that would hurt his gum. As always, it’s hard to argue with Leo. Well yesterday he came home without it. His friend Luke’s theory is that he swallowed it while he was eating his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. We were a bit worried about how the tooth fairy would know without the tooth but Leo said a girl in his class had lost her tooth and the Tooth Fairy knew anyway. Sure enough, he was right. He looks incredibly cute but of course refuses all requests for pictures. His new tooth is already coming in—it was probably up there griping about when the old tooth was going to get out the way. It’s amazing, even Leo’s body is stubborn…..

Thoughts?

cynthia at the sandwich life Daily, The Guys

the week that wouldn’t end

oh man….this week just will not give me a break. I thought a mad rush this morning of running children to school and grandparents, some mad copying and collating at work, a meeting or two and I’d be done. Instead it was one of those days where copiers stop working, multiple appointments get changed to the same time and $30 parking tickets appear on your windshield….and things get delayed so they’re not even done which means you can continue to worry about them over the weekend and the whole point of the mad rush was so you DIDN’T have to worry about them over the weekend. ugh. I am worn out, worn out, worn out.

Schlumber, as Owen would say. He says it means darn it. Schlumber.

As you may or may not know, Owen has a habit of begging to sleep with us or crawling into our bed at night. Sometimes we fight it and sometimes we just give in and enjoy the snuggling. So last night I figured that Owen would curl up with me and I wouldn’t miss Ernie as much—-since I never sleep well when he’s out of town. Instead…..as we marched upstairs at bedtime Owen said casually, “I think I’ll sleep in my own bed tonight.” And he did. The whole night. Hmph.

The boys have been taking great care to point out everything I don’t do the same was as DADDY DOES IT. At the grocery store yesterday Owen kept wanting to buy things as presents “for Daddy because he’s doing the hard, hard work at the ‘tique show…..” There are lots of sighs around the house because of missing Daddy….. They love me a lot but I don’t think I quite measure up. I can’t wait to hear Leo’s critique of his lunch when he gets home from school….

In other news, Leo lost one of his top front teeth. It had been hanging on by a thread for quite awhile but whenever I suggested trying to pull it out Leo just glared at me told me that would hurt his gum. As always, it’s hard to argue with Leo. Well yesterday he came home without it. His friend Luke’s theory is that he swallowed it while he was eating his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. We were a bit worried about how the tooth fairy would know without the tooth but Leo said a girl in his class had lost her tooth and the Tooth Fairy knew anyway. Sure enough, he was right. He looks incredibly cute but of course refuses all requests for pictures. His new tooth is already coming in—it was probably up there griping about when the old tooth was going to get out the way. It’s amazing, even Leo’s body is stubborn…..

Thoughts?

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