Watch Out It’s Messy In Here

Not only am I not pleased with the lunch options available to my son at school, I also have an issue with their payment options. They use My Nutri Kids.  Which in theory is awesome.  You prepay with a check, cash, or online, and then can track what your kid is buying every day.  Sounds great.  Well, the first couple of weeks of school, I didn't have Bubba's account number, just The Big One's.  So, any time he wanted to buy, I would give him $2.00 in cash.  Lunch is $1.75 at his school, but he never brought home the 25 cents change.  I assumed that the extra was just being put into the account, and didn't worry about it.  Once we finally got the account info, which I had to call and request a couple of weeks into school, I looked, and there was no money for him.  Someone, somewhere, was a couple of dollar's richer at my innocent, naive, 1st graders loss.  So, I deposited money into his account via PayPal, which charges me $1.75 in conv...

My Mother-In-Law got Bubba a gift card to a book store for his birthday.  They used to go to the library together every Wednesday and she missed that special time with him.  So, as part of the gift, she wanted to bring him to pick out his books.  They spent the day together last Sunday.  The other night he was telling me about their trip to the store.  In my car,  his booster is behind the driver's seat.  In Grandma's car, the booster is on the passenger's side. Bubba "Mom, when Grandma was driving to the store, she was supposed to be going 65, but she was going almost 80!" Me "I'm sure she wasn't going that fast." Bubba "Well, it was past the 60, and after 60 comes 80.  And after 80 comes 100!  Grandma was almost going 100!  I thought old people drove slow"

In December of 2003 we bought our first house. I was going to school full time to become a speech pathologist and nannying for a little 2 year old girl part time, the Big One was in 2nd grade. Life was good. When my mother in law went on vacation the end of January, right after the Spring semester had started, her yellow lab stayed with us. By the time she came home, The Big One and I had convinced the husband that maybe we should get a dog. I started making plans for what kind of puppy I was going to get. The beginning of February I was exhausted. Having a hard time making it through my night classes. I figured being a mom, nanny, and full time student was taking it's toll on me. Then it dawned on me, I might be late. So, I stopped on my way home and bought a two pack of tests. I took one. Instant positive. I took the second, just to be sure, yup, still positive. The husband was quite happy. I was in shock. The next morning I called my mid-wife's office to sc...

He doesn't do it on purpose, but the boy makes me laugh. He came up to me this morning to tell me his stomach hurt. I asked him if he thought maybe he needed to poop (we've had issues with this in the past, ending up in the er because of it once) His response was "Yes, but there isn't enough toilet paper for me to go." Love that boy. Instead of just asking me to get the toilet paper, because he knows how busy and stressed out I am, he just lets me know he has a tummy ache.