The dreaded date in my book.
God bless the man, well actually, he's a pastor, he only said "you gotta get this in to stay legal". He was probably thinking other things.
I went and had my kids evaluated, and ordered our 4th quarter school work because *gasp* we are doing our work all summer because we are behind. Not a big surprise considering my lack of everything and all the farm work the children help out with.
Of course I"m sitting here trying to get my log book up to date for the school and I'm having a total brain meltdown, ADD moment.
I just took my headache pills, scarfed down 4 dark chocolate miniature Reese's cups, and took the last two fudge filled cookies and two pieces of licorice into my desk.
Now I can think.
Hmm, maybe not. I just looked over at my scrapbook desk.
Or that when the dairy farmer up the road goes on vacation, my 16 yr. old helps his dad milk the cows twice a day. That's really none of their business though and my kids are learning every day. My husband will sit at the table and answer all their questions and explain everything to them so patiently. He has a knack for that.
In fact, in the last two weeks, Jason and the boys put a dump body from one truck to another truck (installed the PTO and everything) and they have never been greasier. It was great!
I love him.
Sorry. It just happens.
More of my messy desk and dust.......
Oh, then I look over at my paper...........
All I want to do now is play with rubber stamps and paper and ink and glue and , Oh my, sigh.
Wait, what?? I'm going to the school now?
Oh, right, I forgot.
See ya later,