Don't copy Mommy!

Today has been a pretty productive day so far. Chilly day's seem to be when I get the most done. Not sure if it's because I like the cooler weather or if its just because I have to go to the bathroom every 2 minutes that my body tells me to get off my ass and get some things done. Most of the time I feel like I am the only person on Earth that goes to the bathroom as much as I do. And you would think.. going to the bathroom this much I would be thinner. Yea right! Paul gets so frustrated sometimes because we never make it through a store without me having to use the restroom. Now he just says as we walk through the store doors "Hurry your ass up and go!". I don't even have to say "I'm gonna run to the bathroom" anymore. Haha!

Today I managed to get my bedroom organized, the boys bedroom cleaned, the bathroom scrubbed, and the kitchen cleaned up. Then I sat on the courch for about 45 minutes and just stared at my living room. I don't know what to do with it. I love the way the furniture is arranged, but no matter how much I clean, put away, dust and organize.. it always looks so cramped. And I know its because I have all my scrapbook stuff out there, scrap-table included. But I really don't have anywhere else to put it. I mean.. we live in a 2 bedroom/1 bath apartment, with just over 1000 sq. ft. That doesn't give you much play room for hobbies when you have 3 small boys running around. Since my bedroom has a small walk-in closet, I am debating on whether or not to put my scrap stuff in there, table included, and just scrap in the closet. Easy way to hide it and keep it out of my face... but a clostrophobic person scrapping in a closet would definitely be an interesting sight! Haha!

After Austin came running out of the room with Rick's boots on - I glanced up at the clock and "Crap!" I should have left 15 minutes ago to go get Rick from school! Grab the kids, and out the door I went. I knew no matter what now, I would be stuck at the back of the line in parent pickup though.. so oh well. I made a stop at the drive-thru resturant and grabbed myself a drink. And within 5 minutes I had managed to spill the entire thing in my lap. Now I know you are supposed to drink the drink.. but I guess today I felt like wearing it. Now mind you... I still had NOT gotten Rick from school. And sitting there - now at the back of the line in parent pick up - was going to be at least a 25 minute process. Normally my truck is loaded with rags, paper towels, napkins... whatever it takes to clean up a spill. I am a mother to 3 boys - so that kind of stuff is ALWAYS within reach. But of course.. the one day MOM spills her 42oz soda in her lap.. there is nothing. Nothing at all. And its 45 degrees outside... and there I sat... with ice cold soda all over me. And what makes it worse is of course once I spilled the soda I was pissed cuz I REALLY wanted that soda! And "Shit!" slipped out! Next thing I know, I hear "Shit!" coming from the back seat! I stopped. Dead in my tracks. Thinking to myself "Oh no! Did Austin just say what I think he said?" "Nooo, Nooo.. don't copy mommy, honey... that's bad!" His response? "Shit!" And of course, no matter how bad I knew it was that I had just taught my son a bad word.. I couldn't help but laugh. Ah, the simple joys of motherhood.