...Our second week of school is almost over, and except for a pee-pee accident, it's been uneventful. It's still hard for me to put him on this bus and say goodbye, but he hops on with a cheerful "Bye bye, Mommy!" and, thus far, has moved into this new phase with relative seamless-ness (Is that a word?). My big dude! His mama, on the other hand, is still having trouble adjusting to this new phase of our lives- I miss PJ so much when he's gone. But I have amazing friends to take me to coffee or breakfast (thanks, Michelle, Marla, Carmen and Ann!), and help hold my hand- or at least fill it with coffee and pancakes- when I am weepy.
The sun sets so early now, but another night, it was warm enough for PJ to take a "drive" in his brand-new pickup truck, a gift from Nan and Pop! My sweet little dude and his developmentally delayed legs don't quite have the hang of the Flintstone-style driving method just yet, but he is quickly getting the hang of it. And even if he's not moving, dude loves his truck. I can just picture him someday with a girlfriend, watching the sun set from the cab of a truck!
...Our December calendar is rapidly filling up, and I love it! There's something about December that just says hustle-bustle to me, and I relish the busy-ness of the holiday season. There's something about being busy when you can wear a sweater and scarf, clutching a peppermint mocha coffee, as opposed to being all hot and sweaty in the summer. We have birthday parties to attend, three-year-old doctors checkups to get, holiday soirees to join and shopping to get done!
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| A man, his truck, and a sunset. |
...I went to a PTA meeting tonight. I know, right? I seem about as well-suited to a PTA meeting as...well, there's no real analogy. If you know me, you get it. I'm not very mom-y. I can't relate to other mom's who know everyone and gossip about the other kids and moms. I'm not really a "people" person and I especially, sometimes, have trouble relating with other women. With my love of hockey, potty mouth, poor clothing choices and distaste for wine, I'm not really a girls girl. But, my son is in school and I want to be involved, so off I went, despite being ridiculously nervous. But it was a small, welcoming group and I was nicely welcomed. PJ's principal was in attendance and made sure to introduce me to other moms. Most importantly, I met the mother of a student in PJ's class. Her son is almost exactly a year older then PJ, and is very happy with the program. Being able to speak with someone in that position is a huge asset for me, so I ended up being very happy that I went. I am actually looking forward to taking part in the school programs and, in general, having a hand in the educational environment surrounding my son.
..Y'all, a huge, scary, crawly bug just walked across my living room, and Pete's not here to kill it. I went to get the vacuum to suck it up, but I lost it. So it's crawling around somewhere. I am not happy about this development.
..If you've dropped by from the Bloggy Moms December Blog Hop, hello! I have had the chance to checkout so many awesome blogs (there's a lot of great writing out there!) and have had such nice visits here. It's good stuff, so if you're new, welcome! :-)
..If you've dropped by from the Bloggy Moms December Blog Hop, hello! I have had the chance to checkout so many awesome blogs (there's a lot of great writing out there!) and have had such nice visits here. It's good stuff, so if you're new, welcome! :-)
...It's time to go pack Pete's lunch for work tomorrow, and go hide in my bedroom so the bug can't get me go to bed. Goodnight, friends! :-)
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