First Day of Preschool for the Tallest of the Two

On Sunday, Cale and I sat down and purposed to plan the perfect (A+, if you will) "First Day" Breakfast and morning for Josiah. We bought special breakfast- I make these amazing breakfast sandwiches- and set out Josiah's clothes, set the alarm for super-early so we could have our time together before the offspring awoke.
Sweet husband turned the alarm off in his sleep. Yup, we woke up at 7:20. It put a damper on Caleb's morning, but Josiah didn't know the difference. Caleb it usually at work at 6, if not before.... He was entertaining that morning....

Josiah was so sweet and so cute for his first day of school. I've been growing his hair out for the summer and when trimming around his ears I made a baldspot about the size of our couch in his hair. I tried covering it up, but the end result was buzzing his goldilocks all off. So sad. He looks handsome, thought. And older.

He insisted that I simply park in the pick-up lane to pick him up and was FURIOUS when I got too excited to wait and went in to get him. He saw me at the door and just scowled. :(
So I went back outside-ALONE- and drove around to the pick-up lane and parked. He got in just as happy as a little clam. He's a nerd.

His teacher's really nice. I thought her last name was going to be sort of difficult for him to pronounce, but he does really well.

He's also making friends already!!! There's a boy in his class named "Boots". Spelled like that, too. I was thinking maybe someone special in his family worked for Boots'n'Coots??? I dunno. But Josiah likes him and says he's a pirate with him at recess.

He doesn't talk about the girls in his class and when I ask he tells me they aren't his friends and they're strange but each time I've dropped him off and picked him up, these two girls make him sit with them and run to hug him... weird.
I was annoyed with the girls obsessing over Josiah until one of their mothers was walking past me in the parking lot to her car and I wished her a good day and asked how her daughter was enjoying school- she looked at me and said something rude and got in her car. :) I think the other moms know I'm young? haha. maybe a little? For a second I enjoyed the fact that this woman's daughter will one day have her heart broken because my son will not want to date her and she'll remember this day and feel bad about the way she treated me.... A far fetch, but it helped. Then my consciense kicked in and I felt bad for the chunky, middle-aged minivan driving woman. (I'm as bad as they are)

I've thoroughly enjoyed the Friendswood moms. I thought it would get better by the time I became a mom. It's certainly not better, but it is WAY more fun now that I'm a mom. I've enjoyed messing them this week. Maybe I'll get a chain wallet for Josiah's jeans...


Does anyone remember the Friendswood bubble? I'd sure enjoy a memory if you've got one!!!

"Josiah and Dr Taylor" Take: One

Well, Josiah's first trip ever to the Dentist's office (gross, right?) went off without a hitch! Josiah was SO brave and absolutely LOVED all the attention. He stood (if you can believe it) completely still for the new-fangled x-ray machine to rotate around his little head and "get his picture taken". He was so sweet! It was absolutely hilarious watching his little brain work at 90 miles an hour to try and figure out what the contraptions were that were going into his mouth. But, all in all, the trip was fantastic and our Dentist and his office staff were wonderful. I can't imagine a better place to take my kids. They made it so fun! Killer puzzles, too! Josiah wanted my help on one of the puzzles he was working on and while I was looking for its spot he said, "Mom, I just don't need your help. You're slow." And he took my piece away and immediately put it in its place. I'm a loser, apparently.... I finally know how my mother felt... Totally recommend the dentist though! If you live in Friendswood, it's the Friendswood Dental Group. They're amazing. And current, which is nice. Cool Kid starts Pre-school tomorrow. It's SOOOOOO bittersweet. A teacher he had during his summer camp was a Sunday School teacher yesterday and so it made him more excited about school tomorrow. But I was secretly hoping that he'd cry enough to where we could just start school next year... Can you believe he had the audacity to tell me that he didn't want me to walk him into the school? He said I was too old. I've NEVER been too old for anything. I don't even use night cream, yet; I told him. He didn't buy it and told me I wasn't allowed that that it was just the rules.....and he wagged his stubby, little finger at me. So I called him a punk and said it wasn't very fair for the moms that want to watch. ............And yesterday I got onto him for calling me a punk and saying that it wasn't fair for the little boys to not see the toys at Target. I couldn't figure out where he got off talking to me that way... :)

Kids say the Darndest things!

So we're meeting my college roomate and her husband for dinner last night. Cale and I had to time it just right so we didn't bring the restaurant down with screams and craziness....

5pm I get both kids in the car. Neither have napped to speak of and Josiah is furious that I can't magically make Word World appear on the television screen. He doesn't understand the concept of TV and MOVIE.
5:10 they're both completely out!!! YAY!!! So we (I) ran a few errands (get gas, return library books, get coffee, drive thru carwash aka money eater and rain bath) and ended up at Salt Grass (dinner destination) at 6. The meeting time was 7:15 so I drove around the parking lot to Target and parked in the corner of the back 40.
I planned for this and in doing so I packed a book and 2 magazines in Cate's diaper bag. :) HURRAY! Downtime!!! About a third of the way through Real Simple's September Issue, I caught something gross out of the corner of my eye.........

Painting a picture:
It's the end of time and I have the only vehicle on the earth: a Honda Civic (does everyone know how small a Civic is? Do we all agree that it'd be close to obsolete in an arrial view???).
So I, the sole remaining human, drive my Civic to a lonely parking lot. A Target parking lot, let's say. The Civic is ALONE in the middle of a parking lot.

So you see how tiny this car would be from above and how random it would be for a bird to crap on the DRIVER SIDE WINDOW of my car????


So this is what I figure: the bird, perched in the tree in my front lawn, saw how excited I was to get some nice, peaceful time (this bird reads minds) and followed me around town. It had a bite to eat at one of my stops and rested once we got to Target. This bird is the devil and soiled my freshly rinsed car! (drama added to emphasize irony. Is it really that bad? no.) :)
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Stick with me, I'm so sorry I babble.

Told you that story to tell you this story:
Josiah woke up and noticed my window (and more than likely heard me cursing the stupid bird that obviously aimed for my car) and said "mom, a bird went poo on your car?".......rest of the conversation went like this:

Me: "Sure did, Buddy. I guess he really had to go."
Si: "How we going to clean it off, Mom?"
Me: "I don't know, sweetie. A hose I guess?"
Si: "I know what we could do! We could get an ELEPHANT to clean it for us!"
Me: "We cou-?"
Si: "He could suck up the water into his nose and spway your window for you! It would be all clean!"
after an Oscar worthy attempt at not laughing at my precious boy, I asked where we should look for an elephant.
His reply. "Oh Mom, they're at the petting zoo."
I guess I should have known that?

So that's what we'll do today, I suppose. Go petition help from the petting-zoo-elephant.

Josiah's amazing.