So this was one of those weeks where you are so busy that it sort of passes in a blur. I'm shocked and a little saddened that's it's Sunday morning and we have to start all over tomorrow.
Wednesday, Weston had a buddy over for most of the day. This is pretty much his only friend who isn't some adorable, curly-haired little girl so I wanted to encourage him. I know part of the reason he likes to hang with girls is because they are more mature. Of course, he wouldn't put it that way but I've seen him giving the what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you look to boys who are running around acting like, well, boys. Girls at this age tend to have more focused imaginative play and more in-depth conversations even if it's just about jelly beans and Weston is definitely a talker. But the boys had fun and didn't burn the house down.
Thursday was Grandparents' Night at the PTA book fair. I meant to go and help out with refreshments from 4:30-5:30 and yet somehow managed to not get home until closer to 7:30. The kids basically had cookies for dinner that night but I didn't want to leave since they had so few volunteers show up. And it's always interesting, after working with these school kids, to finally meet some of their families. You have a lot of moments where you think "yep, that explains a lot."
Friday, Anik and I started on the yearbook. When I got the call over the summer asking me to take on that project it sounded like quite a bit of work. Boy, did I underestimate. It's a shit-ton of work. Anik has a son in Belle's room and her daughter will start with West next year. Since she's a graphic designer, I am extremely thankful that she signed on to help. I'm even more thankful that she isn't irritating to be around for extended lengths of time and is becoming a good friend. We worked all day Friday and most of the day yesterday and now all 400+ kids are on their class pages. An excellent start but there is so much left to do.
Last night, Belle stayed with my mom and Vic is taking the little man to see Madagascar 2 this morning which means I've scored a couple of blessed hours alone before we head to a birthday party this afternoon.
I will enjoy the silence.