Before I go play Mafia Wars on Facebook, a waste of pastime that I foresee will soon go the way of the dodo, I want to update y’all on how my childless life (at least in the mornings) is progressing.

Yesterday was pajama day at school, which basically consisted of children running around in flip flops and clothes that didn’t look that different from regular summer wear! Because of the special occasion, I allowed the crew to stay a couple of extra hours, until 2:30 or so. When they got home, boy were they WIRED! I made the mistake of taking them to the grocery store before going home and I declare, Princess E was definitely cruising for a bruising. She was pushing other people’s carts! I thought she had actually lost her mind.

So when I finally get them home, they are arguing, crying and fighting with each other. I’m thinking, gee, the extra time is NOT worth it to me if this is what they are going to do with/to each other. They were in a state! Needless to say, they are only doing half day today. I can’t take the stress.

Oh, yeah, what I did while they were away – I was able to record some new “utters” at utterly, write one a letter/card to a friend and basically just hang around. No, for those who have the audacity to ask, I did not clean.

In closing, here are a few of the witty exchanges I’ve had over the past few weeks with my children. Have a laugh at the goddess’s expense, will you?

We’re in the car, driving. I want a diet coke. I don’t want to pull all of them out of the car, plus it’s high noon and Quick Check is bound to be crowded. So, I’m planning my drive thru. But I don’t want to just order a diet coke!!!

Me: Who wants a hamburger?
Mr. J: I do!
Princess E: Not me.
Caleb: I’m not hungry.
Me (to Caleb): Well, how about I buy you one now and you can eat it later?
Caleb: How about you don’t buy one now and cook us a burger later.

Needless to say, I ended up going to Walgreens and getting my soda. How embarrassing!!!

Me: Princess E, it’s time to go to bed.
Princess E, crying: Ok, I’ll go, but I won’t like it!

Mr. J is running around acting up.

Caleb: Mommy! Mr. J is acting fool again!