6:15 is way too early to wake up to get a seven year-old ready for school.  Like a moron, I set my alarm for pm, so I didn’t wake up, so this is what I wake up to: Mom, I think I missed my bus, did you forget to wake me up? I guess I’ll be out of the running for mom of the year again this year.

It was only 6:32, so we had time.  I told Molly to get her uniform on superfast and I grabbed her backpack (filled to the max with supplies), brushed her hair, and we went out the garage to wait.  Molly was convinced the bus had already come and gone, but Mr. Timmy rounded the corner and she made it.  I warned Mr. Timmy that Katie would be riding the bus this year and he laughed. I went back to bed.

Katie, Andrew, and I arrived at school at 8:30 for Kindergarten testing and I had 498 forms to fill out.  I had only one cup of coffee and couldn’t find any of my car cups, so I was half-asleep.  I found out that half-asleep means extra-stupid while I was filling out forms.  I kept writing my old cell # down in the spaces for mother’s cell #.  Half the forms had a spot for the date and I wrote 2009 on all of them.  By the time I got to the last form I thought maybe I should get out my phone to make sure of the date.  It’s still 2008.  Moron.  Also, my daughter, the most stubborn child in the world (totally should have been a redhead) does not answer to Katherine when the teacher calls her name.  I told her before we got out of the car they would call her Katherine and we would tell the teachers her nickname is Katie.  She argued with me that her name is Katie and she wants her name to be Katie Kat and not Katherine.  We’re already in that phase, she’s a 13 year-old in a 5 year-old’s body.

Started watching a doc on the History channel, Batman Tech, tonight (it was good — try to catch it August 11th when they air it again).  Anyway, I love superhero stuff, so I had to watch that.  Andrew was still up, and once he saw “Batmain” there was no going to bed.  Had to put on the Batmain pjs, complete with cape. The kid started with the flying around the living room, then jumping off the couch a hundred times before he moved on to the stairs.  He was up and down the stairs, jumping off the 2nd step from the bottom, then going to the 4th step and sliding down on his belly, then flying around some more, telling me he was “fwying.”  It’s a good thing we’re so close to hospital.  I’m sure it will come in handy one day.  I thought all y’all out in Gotham might like to know what Batmain looks like when he crashes.  I found him in the Batcave known as mommy and daddy’s room when I didn’t hear him for a few minutes.  You might want to call 911 with those emergencies, Batmain is out ’til around 8am.

So, OCD mom that I am, this was the first year I let Andrew dye Easter eggs.  It was a complete mess, of course.  I couldn’t find the dye kit we used last year — it came with gloves — love that.  I should have just bought gloves.  Moron. Oh, well, he loved it.  I think it’s evident in the pics. 

Andrew’s haircut went great last year, but every one since has been a nightmare. 

I went out of my usual color palette for this one, ’cause the smock they put on him was a color I’d never use.  Still, I like the argyle pattern I made & I think this layout was the first in my series of a bunch of circle layouts I did. 

Here’s a layout from last Valentine’s.  It’s obvious that I love holidays.  Holidays = photo ops.  And when you have kids that are natural hams like Molly here, it’s even better. 

This is Katie.  Katie has inheirited my curly hair and most of the time it looks like she either just woke up or Stevie Wonder was her stylist.  She was sitting next to the sofa one day and it looked like a photo op for me, especially since she was having a good hair day.

I used Heidi Swapp ghost letters & crackle paint on this one.

Molly has now lost 4 teeth.  Her first wiggly tooth seemed like it would never come out and when it did you would have thought the girl discovered a diamond mine. 

By the way, this whole tooth fairy thing is stressful.  The tooth fairy went to Molly’s room the night the first tooth fell out, searched under her pillow where I helped Molly hide it, but the tooth fairy found no tooth.  The next morning, Molly comes downstairs to tell me the tooth fairy left her 50 cents even though the tooth fell behind her bed, then she handed me the tooth and asked me to put it in her scrapbook.  The kid cracks me up.

Andrew currently detests his carseat.  He desperately wants to be in a booster like his sisters, but he’s not big enough.  He’s in a big hurry to be big.