Cathy in the Wright

Feels Like Midnight Already

Looooong day. The effort to get both boys out of bed, fed, dressed, and weather-proofed seems to be inversely proportional to the temperature outside. Never add less than half an hour to your projected departure time; fifteen minutes to find all the hats, gloves, snowpants, jackets, and boots and fifteen to argue, persuade, cajole, and force your children into them.

This morning I had to shake both of them out of bed. The Governor wore his pajama tops to the nursing home. Breakfast was eaten in the car. And the mittens and hats were in the backpack where they were doing the most good. Look for the feature article on me - "How She Does It!" - featured in Good Housekeeping next month. If you don't subscribe, don't worry. I understand they'll be reading it aloud at the Mother of the Year award ceremony on the 28th of the month. Check your local cable guide.

The afternoon improved with the visit of a new kindergarten friend. I've been hearing about "Levi" since the first weeks of school. We finally got around to inviting him and his mom over for lunch. What a great kid. Mom is terrific too. I'm so relieved. In preschool, The Senator seems enthralled with the mullet-sporting wild child. His taste has improved exponentially.

After our guests left, the rest of the day was a bit of a blur. I'm not sure what I fixed the kids for dinner. It's quite possible they ate Science Diet and the dog got leftover mac and cheese. After baths and showers, I poured them into bed and poured myself a drink. And I'd really enjoy that drink right about now, except I can't remember where I placed it.

Bed time, no?

Posted by Cathy at December 14, 2004 09:09 PM