The Week in Review

School is wrapping up here tomorrow, and I have to say, I’m ready for a change in routine. This past week has been, I think, the busiest one of the school year. Nearly every day this week, there’s been a special event at one school or the other (or both!) and a list of very specialized, random items to send in on particular days.

Monday: MaM has an all-morning appointment 25 miles away from where the Fox spends his mornings. Send snack and show and tell with the Fox.

Tuesday: Escort the Fox to school, celebrate his impending FOURTH birthday (hold me) with fruit snacks for 24. Send MaM to school with $3 for a handi-craft fair.

Here's the Fox having fun at the play dough table at school. Doesn't he look almost four?

Wednesday: Take MaM to school and enjoy a breakfast for school volunteers. The breakfast pizza I had made shelving library books all year long totally worth it (for reals. so good). Pick up a medication in the school office while I’m there. Pack a wedge of Asiago cheese and a can of sunscreen in MaM’s backpack. Get a call (too late) that MaM forgot her lunchbox. Apparently gnawing on the wedge of Asiago wasn’t an option. Oops.

Thursday: Send paper plates with the Fox. Get $$ from the ATM for MaM. CLEAN THE LUNCHBOXES AND PUT THEM AWAY for awhile. I’m sure we’ll picnic at some point this summer. Write a list of things MaM needs to remember to bring home from school tomorrow.

Friday: Send $5 & a bag of apples to school with MaM. Leave work early for an end-of-school lunch with the Fox. Remind LKM to do the same for MaM’s end-of-school lunch. Silver Lining: It’s No Lunch Box Friday! (And, I get to meet Mario Andretti and have drinks with the girls later that night- more on that later)

By Friday afternoon, I’ll have a second grader and a pre-k’r. I’m not exactly sure how that happened, but I’m not complaining. Second graders count money and tell time and read chapter books. Second graders also get to make First Communion. Second graders will sometimes also have to go to the orthodontist, but so it goes. Pre-k’rs sleep more at night, are more independent and tell funny jokes, right?

I don’t know what the first week of summer will bring, but I’ll be pretty content if it doesn’t involve leaving the house at 7:30am, random cash in envelopes, and assorted grocery items going in odd directions.

Clearly, I need a drink. I’ll probably have one before Vintage Indiana, but I’m looking forward to it nonetheless. If you’re reading this before 9pm on Friday night, click here to enter my Vintage Indiana ticket giveaway!