REALLY TIRED BOYS

After our trip to the ATL last week, the boys were REALLY TIRED, but recovering much too quickly for me.

So, here's the latest in the life of Carrie. I've gotten a new job - an upgrade but nothing that's going to make us rich or anything. I'll be teaching chemistry, middle school science and doing a science fair at a home school cover school (it's a church). They have childcare provided at the school, and it's one day a week! It's fabulous and we're all excited! So, today I decide that I'm going to go to a homeschool bookstore in Huntsville to find a chemistry curriculum. Prior to going to the store, I (sweetest mom on Earth) stop at Chic Fila so the boys can eat and play. We eat, play, eat ice cream and leave. On the way out, I get a refill of my gigantic coke. On the way to the homeschool store, I spilled the coke all over me! Well, I decide to be a trouper and still go in the store (even though I look like I sneezed too hard and wet myself). I dry myself off with my ever present stash of napkins and head inside, after I've picked up the ice and mopped up the coke that's all over the car. Thankfully, the people in the store are very laid back since the woman who owns it has 12 kids and has homeschooled them all. Charlie proceeds to dump out a bucket of no less than 700 pens and pencils while I'm holding him. Jon Thomas is fairly well behaved except for the one "trying to climb the shelving in the store because it does look just like a ladder" incident. We pay for our chemistry book and a couple of nice coloring books (learning aids in counting and reading of course) and head out the door. Now, it's raining. My keys are sitting nicely on the seat of my locked car. Jonathan is called. Please hold on, it gets worse. It's been raining here for a good 12 hourse with a break around the time that we go out. Well, I'm trying to explain to Jonathan where I am - he's using terms like 'North' and 'South', while I use terms like 'opposite of the Texaco'. I turn around to watch (imagine in like that slow motion in movie kinda way) Jon Thomas jumping into the largest puddle on the planet. Still remaining calm (only because I'm certain one of those homeschool mothers will emerge any minute to see me in all my glory), I get him out of the puddle and have him sit on the curb. Needless to say, I'm NEVER taking them out in public again - at least until tomorrow.

HOWEVER, to offset my horrible story, I must tell you about my deal of a lifetime. I went garage sale shopping with my new friend Joanne on Saturday. I see a double jogging stroller - just like my single one with the swivel front wheel. I'm salivating here people because trying to walk with one in the stroller and one riding his bicycle isn't fun - or exercise for that matter - there's all that stopping to help pedal, etc. I ask the lady how much she wants for it and wait. I'm expecting $75 because the thing looks brand spanking new. She says, "offer me $10 and it's yours". I couldn't get to my $10 fast enough. Yeehaw! Because I saved so much money on the stroller, I got a brand spanking new pair of walking shoes. I tell you, my fat is just ready to jump off of me when I get going with my new stroller!

Easter

So, Easter is not the best holiday for Jon Thomas. You see, all his young life, he's had trouble finding things. Not small, obscure things that any toddler/preschooler would have trouble with, but huge things - like airplanes flying overhead and such. This surprises both his parents and everyone in our general acquaintance because he's such an articulate - okay, well genius - kid! :) The egg hunting is not our best activity. Case in point, the Saturday egg hunt at our church. It's for toddlers and preschoolers alike, so basically the eggs are poured all over the ground. How hard is this? Not very! We arrive with our dozen eggs apiece (yes, Charlie is participating as well) and Jon Thomas only gets 3 eggs more than Charlie! We are hosting a egg party playdate at our house Friday, so we're determined to get some practice in so we can make a good showing at that time.