Where I've Been and a Little Funny for Friday

Posting has been non-existent in the last week and a half because my summer was drawing to a close and I went back to work.  Naturally, that meant I needed to cram in one extra thing into my schedule (because my personal summer to-do list didn't get completed as well as I wanted) so we had a garage sale last weekend too.  This was our first since before Sam and Anna were born, and wow, garage sales are a lot more work when a.) you have a ton of small clothing to sort, price and set out on top of all the other crap stuff you want to get rid of sell. b.) you have two 2 1/2 year olds that have an innate sense of when you need to maximize the time you have and therefore should monopolize what extra time you think you have, but really don't  (as in, Anna's been on a nap strike lately.  Sam's naps this summer went from sometimes 3 1/2 hours pre-potty trained to just over an hour post potty training because he wakes up when he needs to pee now.  So the only time I've had to get stuff done is pretty much after their 8 pm bedtime) and c.) you have conflicting priorities because you want to make the most fun out of your last days as a SAHM for the summer but yet MUST set up your classroom before you officially need to be back at work since there's an Open House to which all your future students will be coming to meet you and check out your finished and "ready" room.  Being a SAHM plus tacking on the job of a WAHM at the same time is not easy by any means.

A lot of run-on sentences, but right now my life feels like one big run-on sentence:  so much on my brain and so much to cram in.

Welcome back to school and my life 9 month of the year, I guess.

I think by far this has been my most favorite summer with Sam and Anna.  When they were almost 3-6 months old during my first summer home, we were in the trenches with reflux hell, which got better right at the end.  Last summer at 15-18 months old was fun, but Sam and Anna were unsteady new walkers that didn't quite get all of our expectations for them (i.e. rules like staying by me in the yard and not running into the street) and they just didn't have the ability to do things like they do now.  I loved almost every minute of being with them this summer.  More than ever before, I would love to stay at home with them all the time and do fun things with them.  I am loving this age of 2 1/2 right now.  They are so good behavior-wise most of the time, that really, my classroom of 18 kindergartners is going to have more difficult behavior to manage daily than they will.  Plus, the sleeping in and not getting up at 5:00 am part was glorious, as well.

So as Sam and Anna are getting adjusted to their new daycare (which is going swimmingly well except for Anna's continued nap strikes many days), and readjusted to mama back at work we've been doing lots of talking about the changes to help make it go as smoothly as it can.

On to the funny: The other day as I was gone setting up my classroom, Daddy had to remind Sam and Anna that I was at work when they woke up from their nap and asked for me.  Sam, in typical fashion, asked "why?" and Daddy said, "to make money." and continued to explain why we need money and what we use it for.  Fast forward a little bit later, Sam was hammering at his workbench and announced that he was "at work."  Daddy asked what he was making and Sam replied, "I making money."  So now every time Sam goes over to his workbench he hammers away and proceeds to "make money."