Things aren't super exciting lately but I feel the need to divulge my thoughts. Right now Jack is sitting at the kitchen table sassing me about how many bites of his peanut butter sandwich he needs to eat. He is so smart and so good at copying my forceful tone. He sure does sound like a brat. :/ Yes I'm aware of what that says about me. He is trying to forcefully bargain and it's pissing me off. Just eat the freaking sandwich dude! Sheesh. It's made on homemade wheat bread, crusts cut off and Jiffy natural creamy peanut butter. I don't think he knows how good he has it.
Life is a little crazy lately but I have so many things I'm looking forward to. And really, even though it's crazy, it's still fun.
This weekend I am participating in a Party Hearty Zumbathon here in Tucson with about 50 other instructors. I am seriously SO excited to dance and perform and just feel the energy that this will bring. I am crazy addicted to Zumba.
***I interrupt that last paragraph with some breaking news. Jack just returned from the bathroom and immediately after sitting down he said, "I didn't put anything in the toilet." Really? Am I that big of an idiot? After some serious flared nostrils and angry bulging eyes he admitted to dipping a miniature Eiffel tower in the toilet and stashing it in the shoe bin. Ayayay people! I thought I was the lucky mom who escaped the toilet fishing days. Apparently not and if this continues, so help me.....***
Back to whatever it was I was talking about. Who knows? Now I don't really care. All I can think about is things being dipped in the toilet and how to prevent this. Sigh....