Fast Forward, Pause, Repeat.

I think the remote of our lives is hung in fast forward mode. I simply do not know what happened this week. For some reason unbeknownst to me, all 3 of my children decided that this was the week that they each would jump off of the deep end at school, so I was then summoned to 3 separate parent conferences in a matter of 3 days. Oh yes, living large in Pinkieville. If I had taken notes from the meetings, it would read this way:
JACK (4 teachers present):
*Needs to be frisked each morning to check pockets for Matchbox cars, airplanes, train magazines, swim medals, scrapbooks, newspapers and DVD's.
*Doesn't listen during the lesson and then doesn't know what to do once the assignment is given.
*Talks, draws, writes, and dreams about swimming instead of working.
*Grades are A's and B's but should be all A's if he applied himself.
*Remind Coach Wilson (who did not attend) that Jack wants to hypnotize him with a 3D HypnoRing in order to have Coach obey his commands/lessen exercising requirements.
SAM (3 teachers present):
*Needs to keep up with his yellow homework folder. Has misplaced it three times in one week.
*Homework isn't always making it back to school the next day. Again, the yellow folder is important.
*Library books must be read and tested on within a couple of days of being checked out. No more keeping the library book for 2 weeks.
*Spelling, sight word, and vocabulary lists need to be studied nightly.
*No more building cities out of items found within his desks.
*Sleeves ripped out of 4 shirts last week due to illegal swing jumping. Please stop or else.
SOPHY (1 teacher)
*Must complete an entire lesson within the alloted time frame, even if it "cracks her spine."
*Can not free lance on art assignments (art teacher was not present, but word was sent). Must complete art assignment as directed with materials supplied by teacher. No more tears.
*Raise your hand if you have a question instead of completing an assignment in whichever manner that suits her.
Well, it was an interesting week to say the least. Sam only forgot his yellow folder twice this week, and Jack only forgot his planner once. Sam's planner (these are mandatory) has yet to be lost. Small favors. Anyway, my evenings are consumed with supper, baths, laundry, gym, piano and oodles of homework and homework checking. After this week, my frain is bried. I would love to pretend like homework doesn't exist.

In the meantime, we are searching for Halloween costumes. I am not sure why I have waited until the last minute to accomplish this, but I think I may get that done tomorrow. PDaddy has tons of work to do from home tomorrow (the last 2 weeks have been school portrait weeks at two schools for him), so we're taking him to breakfast tomorrow in town then he is returning home to his office to work, and the kids and I are going pumpkin hunting, blue jeans and jacket shopping, and possibly to the book store. The kids want to go see Beverly Hills Chihuahua. Maybe so.

As I sit sprawled on the couch with my laptop, PDaddy is at a homecoming game taking photos. Sam and Sophy have built a Lincoln Log city and are now playing engulfed in some pretend world clad only in their undies. It must be nice living in 6 year old land.

Oh, yes. Great news! We got to visit with a plumber again today. Long story and $800 later, we can now flush the master toilet without sewage coming out of the tub drain. I know. We're happy too.

Oh, and unsarcastically good news, all 3 kiddos had teeth cleaning at the dentist today (oh yes, that is a fun trip), and no one had a cavity! THAT is MIRACULOUS! Of course, all 3 currently are as snaggle-toothed as can be. Statistically, I think our tooth to cavity ratio is affected by the gaping holes.

Gee, what else? Hhm. Can't think of anything at this time, but maybe that is because it's 7:45 p.m. and I have yet to eat food today. It sounds like a great idea. I just don't have the energy to do it. Maybe I'll wait until we take PDaddy out for pancakes in the morning...only I don't eat pancakes. Oh, but a greasy sausage and cheese sandwich sounds thoroughly yummy.

Tomorrow my friends. Tomorrow I will make sense. For now, I want to watch the Wonder Pets. It's the Oil From the Oil Can episode.