Happy Valentine’s Day.
I don’t seem to be able to come up with any good posts lately, because my brain (and my time) are occupied with the following:
creating a walrus costume for Sam’s big starring debut in the elementary school musical “Alice in Wonderland”
figuring out a paint color for my living room and entry (also tons of spackling, and moving heavy furniture) — I could do an entire post about why this is so challenging, but you wouldn’t enjoy reading it
planning a meal for 50 for up-coming “Blue and Gold Banquet”
helping three schoolboys address a total of 68 valentines
replacing the candy taped to the valentines Mary found this morning
designing “sky and ocean” backdrop for above-mentioned musical. also a four foot by six foot cardboard boat
helping cub scouts construct “Chinese New Year” lanterns for above-mentioned “Blue and Gold”
planning and shopping for valentine craft project for second graders
doing all of my other daily housekeeping and child-rearing tasks (though not very well some days)
What I’m wondering is a) why I agree to do all of this stuff, and b) why I majored in Math! I did help Sam with some homework yesterday, but on the whole, I would say that a degree in design, or home economics, or time management (!) would have been more applicable. At least, at the moment.
p.s. does anyone else think that making these cookies with my kids makes me a good mom?