I didn't get any come to work all day phone calls on this morning. You'd think I'd have time, then, to get that kitchen cleaned up - but no. That didn't happen either.
Wendy at the table finishing up some homework before she headed out to catch the bus. At the same time, I was emailing one of her teachers about an upcoming project she's concerned about.
Her out the door, I begin focusing on the boys.
Brian loves that I treat his daily planner as if it's my teacher's aide work and I correct spelling and penmanship. I see from this photo that I missed one.
My morning routine was similar to prior days. Dog in cage, walk boys to school. do my bus duty, walk back home. I caught up on some paperwork during my time at home and then I began packing what I needed for my work shift. I tend to pile what I need onto a spot on the counter throughout the morning so as not to forget anything.
I had something on my schedule today that was stressful and causing me some anxiety, so I packed a bit more than normal. We've been using oils for well over 17 years. They are my go to arsenal.
My neighbor, one of our best subs, texted to see if I wanted a ride to work today. I passed. I always do. I love my walk to work. It's very rare that I drive. I've been known to forget my vehicle at school on the rare day that I do drive.
And, like yesterday - while I did take pictures at work, I'm not comfortable sharing them here - but some of them will show up in my personal album. Others will show up in the yearbook.
I will share, however, my own boys taking down and folding up the flag. They take their daily responsibility very seriously. It's a huge part of our everyday.
Home again - we did a quick homework hustle and evening rundown before I ran to the doctor with Mark. Mark has had one of those annoying non-producing coughs for two weeks now, and occasionally he's been coughing to the point that he pukes. The frustrating thing has been that there hasn't been a single other symptom. No fever, no lack of appetite, no lack of energy, no ear problems, nothing. Then he'd go two days without coughing, making me think it was over only to have it come back again.
It was keeping him and me up the last two nights that finally got me to bring him in.
The waiting room was hoppin'.
He's grown two inches and one pound since his last visit in April.
We used our wait time to practice his spelling words. He only got two wrong, so we practiced those two words. Been and than.
His diagnosis? He has a cough. The doctor gave him medicine only because we've not been able to get it kicked on our own and it's been hanging for so long. And it's wearing on him. He's been weepy and ornery the last two days.
It was 6:15 by the time we got out of the doctors. (and the waiting room was still hopping) We were hungry so we stopped at McDonalds.
We then wandered the aisles at Rite Aid while waiting for his prescription.
The at home kids. and dog, were lingering in the living room.
Brian was at karate with dad. Stripe test night. Mark had to miss it for the doctor appointment. It is what it is.
This gave him a head start on his pumpkin carving though. Unfortunately, his tiredness caught up with him and we decided it would be best to shelve it until tomorrow night when he's feeling more back to normal.
Brian finished his though. It seems I missed taking a photo of the finished job. I think I was napping in the Lazyboy by then.
My view from the Lazyboy - my husband working on figuring out some programming tricks with the Lego League Robot. It's easier to guide the kids when the options are known.
Mark was absorbing. He'll remember what he learned in two years when he's old enough to be on the team. His memory is crazycakes at times.
This week is flying.