I Survived the Week That Had the Potential to Send Me to the Asylum

I am sorry there have been no posts this week. It is a crazy week here. Both of my kids are on early dismissal (two hours early) all week for parent-teacher conferences, plus I had to attend the actual conferences for both children (one glowing report, one tarnished report- wanna guess which is which?), it is Dr Seuss Week at both schools which is filled with fun days like silly sock day, crazy hat day, etc. And to top it all off, both schools had book fair this week and I volunteered at one school or the other every day this week and two nights. So... I'm beat.

I did take pictures, though.

Monday was Crazy Hat Day for Noah and Wocket in My Pocket Day for Zoe:

Tuesday, Noah was supposed to "wear a readable shirt" and Zoe had Crazy Sock Day:

Wednesday, Zoe wore her favorite sneakers and Noah had "Wacky Wednesday" and was instructed to wear his clothes, backwards, inside out and all mixed up. He is wearing his shirt inside out, a t-shirt on his head, swim trunks over his jeans and Zoe's leg warmers on his arms:

Thursday ushered in Crazy Hat Day for Zoe (where I cheated and recycled Noah's hat from last year) and Silly Sock Day for Noah.

Today is Green Eggs and Ham Day for Zoe- she is supposed to wear green and Noah's school has crazy hair day where they are instructed to wear their hair in the style of a Dr Seuss character. This is the point where blonde hair works so much better for hair color- his hair is COATED with blue spray but you can barely see it. We also lathered putty and hairspray in his hair and then DJ held him upside down while I blow-dried it, but his hair is too heavy to stay standing. I don't know what it is about his hair- I have tried many times in the past to get it to stand straight up and I have always failed.

I Have a Dream....

Okay, so I know this is a little late. But... well.. I don't need to give you an excuse. My husband is gone, I am single parenting, my little hellfire was sick last week and home with me, I have a cold this week and just want to sleep and my older child got off the bus puking today. So.. LAY OFF, alright?

Ahem... okay... off-topic much?

Alrighty, then. I went to Noah's school last week to have lunch with him and then I walked him back to class to have a little chat with his teacher (he got in trouble for the first time ever the day before). I stopped to admire the classwork his teacher had hanging in the hallway. In honor of Martin Luther King, they were given the following prompt: "I have a dream that..." and were instructed to complete the sentence. Noah wrote, "I have a dream that people will stop shooting people and all the gun stores will close down so no one can kill anyone else anymore." Wow... profound.

And also... we can never move back to Texas.

The next day, I was picking Zoe up from school and I saw that her teacher had posted some classwork outside in the hallway too. They had also prompted the children with "I have a dream" and asked them to draw what their dream was and then the teachers wrote on the picture what the child said. Zoe's said, "I have a dream..... of monsters and princess castles."

Equally profound.

And perhaps she should see a therapist?