Nana

**This week my sons favorite Nana in the world came to visit. She told me she was coming before hand and it was soooo hard to keep the secret. I did thought and my son almost flew over the moon. I know he was happy she came and so am I.

The Progress Report

**My son is in kindergarten and he received his first progress report. OMG I can't believe what a big baby I am. Of course everything on it was superb, wonderful, genius, because he's my son. So I open the envelope because I had no idea what it was at first and as I started reading I go fumbling into the living room to tell him how great he is and how well he did on his progress report. I look up and he's looking at me like "and what else did you expect". I tell you I had a tear in my eye and now I'm in the same house as a six year old with a head the size of a small hot air balloon. I didn't help the situation much by telling him he deserved a little prize.

Bedtime in my house

**I do love my children don't get me wrong but bedtime is like a time of day where your children turn into these amphetamine filled beings that don't seem to know what they want. " mum I want a drink". ( you bring the drink) no I said I wanted milk not juice. ( stomping back into the kitchen) "heres your milk baby" "no mum..." and then there's sporadic crying. I take this as a child being over tired but my children have been on a schedule for a long time and i'm starting to think i'm being punished for being a hellion to my mother.
Well anyways they're finally asleep and like most of us we think we're going to get a project done, clean the bathroom, get bills in order, but what happens, we fall asleep drool and all on the love seat dreaming of what we were supposed to be doing.

My son is mad at me

**My son came home mad at me today. I know I should take it seriously but its so hard sometimes when its like, "mum you did'nt even double knot mt sneaker today!" I cant help but be like, "are you really serious right now?" I scrubbed the back of the toilet with a scrub brush that YOU peed all over and YOUUU are the one that's angry. Last time I checked, I do not have a penis and no matter how hard I tried, could never get my urine in the places you can.
Now this brings me to a place I hate to go but all mother's go through it. Me being single with one son makes it a little easier but I cant imagine like having a husband and a few boys. No matter how good you have them trained. You're always gonna find a spec on the bowl or if your even more lucky, after you get out of a nice warm bed in the middle of the night and you go to sit on the toilet and realise your tush deep in toilet water because your loved one forgot to put the seat down. It's happened to the best of us. So i'm going to go tell my son that when he learns how to pee in the toilet the right way, then he can be mad at me because i have first dibbs. lol

Morning

Ok so my daughter has decided that she has aquired the skills to make a bowl of cereal while sleeping last night. I woke up and slid aboud 4 feet on slimy fruity pebbles. Fun.