I went to bed earlier than normal last night, and wouldn't you know it? I tossed and turned for what felt like hours before I finally fell asleep. This morning, however, I woke up raring to go. Or so I thought. Don't you just hate when you think you're ready to tackle the day, and then your brain says, "On second thought, you're really cold and those covers on your bed? They're really warm...and maybe you should just go make sure your bed is as comfortable as it was yesterday. You know, just for a minute?"
Brains. They're dangerous, let me tell you. I dozed right through my notification that would've had me eating lunch with B at 10:30 in the morning (entirely too early...) and opted to go up to see how many parents had remembered to send pictures during the substitute's planning time (read: when the class is in music/art/p.e.) not figuring there would be many. I was right. There were three...until my "sweetheart" (he calls me his sweetheart, and he's just about the most precious boy EVER) said, "Hey, my sweetheart, I have a picture like that of me in my backpack!" I told him to go get it, and he hands me this picture that's been folded in half for at least a month. It's under 6 books, getting flat, right now.
I had received several photos via email, so I emailed the remaining nine parents when I got home from buying eggs and Kool-Aid to dye Easter eggs this week. I'm trying the whole "no smell, no stain" thing this year. We'll see how that goes. Anyway, I was super-impressed that the majority of the parents emailed back with pictures. I'm down to five kids who haven't sent a picture yet, and I know two of them have them ready to go. The substitute teacher told me she pretty much made a career out of being a room mom, so she gave me a bunch of tips.
She thinks I'm going to continue this in future years. She's so sweet... In other news, I applied for (what felt like eleventy) some positions with Baylor over the weekend, and already heard back from two of them. I have interviews scheduled, so we'll see if one of these is the right one for me. Only God knows...and I hope He's pushing for one of these. Although I've broadened my horizons to include positions outside of the healthcare field, I'd prefer to stay in healthcare, if at all possible.
N had practice tonight, and it was cold. Like, stupid cold. I made a double peppermint tea, thinking it would warm me from the inside out. Yeah, it was gone in less than 15 minutes. That left 105 minutes for me to freeze. I had a couple of dads to talk to, which was nice. I sat on my hands to keep my fingers warm, which didn't seem to do much good once they went numb. It was a lot of fun, in spite of the cold. The boys worked hard, and had a good practice, even though their coach was out of town. B had batting practice at the same time. He played catch with the other B and his dad (one of the assistant coaches on his team) and then hit the cages. I feel like a horrible mom for not watching his batting practice, but I was pretty much frozen to my chair.
Yeah, it was only in the low 50s, but there was a strong wind, and I have less body fat than I did before. That has to count for something, right?
I'm super excited that my Dad is coming for the boys' opening weekend the first weekend in April. It'll be the first time he's been back to Dallas since he moved in 2011, so I'm really looking forward to having him here and spending time with him. I haven't seen him since right before New Year's Eve, and I have to say...this is the longest we've gone without seeing each other in a long time.
I miss my Dad.
Aubs
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