Epiphany

I realized something about myself after I took Zippy to school this morning:

I am a mini-van-owning, carpool-driving, soccer mom. I live in the suburbs; and I have 2.5 kids and a dog.

Seriously, people. I AM the statistic. Freaky.

Now I just have to decide if I'm going to emrace my normalcy or if I need an emergency trip to my hairdresser to dye my hair pink.

I'm so not this grown up.

School Days

Zippy has started Kindergarten. He started last Thursday. I truly expected to cry, and I was a little, tiny bit sad on my way home from taking him. But no tears. None. He didn't cry either. I think we're both REALLY ready for him to be in school. He's so curious and energetic--which translates into constant questions and talking. He's ready for new information, new friends, and someone new to ask questions of. And I'm ready for a break.


Here's Munchkin and Zippy just before we left for school. Munchkin was a big help keeping her brother excited and not nervous.

Zippy in all his Kindergarten-age glory.

I was a little afraid that Munchkin would throw a fit about not being able to stay at school with Zippy. But she was actually just fine. I think she likes being Mommy's Big Helper. I'm so proud of my little guy for being so ready for school. Not a single tear or whine or problem! Go Zippy!

Finished!!!!

I finally finished one of my big projects! I decided to do all my Christmas projects now--so I won't have to worry about any of them once the baby arrives. And I just finished one of the biggest ones--new Christmas stockings for our family. This will be the first Christmas that Santa fills stockings at our house instead of going directly to Grandma's. I just can't imagine getting all of us and a newborn baby to Mom's that early. So, Santa will visit us here--and then after a lazy breakfast we'll make our way to Grandma's house.

So tell me what you think of the stockings. The pictures came out blurry, but that's what I get for trying to take pictures before 7 in the morning.

Just a quick update:

I failed my 1 hour glucose test last week, so I had to go in and do the really yucky 3 hour glucose tolerance test this week. UGH! But I passed. My blood sugar was normal, and I DON'T have gestational diabetes. YAY!!! I'm getting huge and uncomfortable and hot and cranky--i.e. I'm pregnant. LOL

Now if I can just get rid of the field mouse that got in the house, and clean this dang place, I'll be set. Wish me luck