It’s snowing. (What?!) Yes, it’s true. We’re supposed to get three inches by morning. I’m torn. Tomorrow is my last function as Head Room Mother. Tomorrow is the “Spring Party.” (Really? Because the high last week was -7.) In an amazing coincidence, it’s also Valentine’s Day. Do I want school to be cancelled, thus giving me one more day to organize my referee skills for a game of Valentine’s Day Guesstures or do I just want there to be school so my tenure as Head Room Mother will be over?
I have to say, it hasn’t been as bad as I anticipated. I lived through the “Harvest Party.” The “Winter Party” was easy because all I had to do was bring the snack. The “Spring Party” should also be easy because most of the time will be used up distributing and opening Valentines.
In other news: Last week Baby D pulled over a shelf I had in the kitchen which held my plants. Somehow the shelf itself protected him from flying terra cotta pot shards. He was not so lucky a few days later when I wasn’t looking and he pulled my flat iron down with his hand. He has a full finger second degree burn and refuses to wear a band aid. Tonight at church he smashed his finger in a metal outlet box in the floor. It’s still bleeding. No band aid. Someday (probably not that far away) that kid is going to need a cast and he’s going to have to leave it on.