Another minute, another hour, another day has begun to slip away. It's been a busy one. Whoever said that stay at home moms have it easy was sorely mistaken. This is the hardest job I have ever had and I have had a few. I have to say it is also the most rewarding, hands down. The arguing, picking on each other, homework they "forgot" to do, mess they can make is NOTHING compared to the ONE look that melts your frozen heart. The times they walk up to you and with all sincerity, tell you how much they love you. The giggles and laughs that are the sweetest sounds you have EVER heard. The dirty faces and the way they clean themselves up afterwards, soap running down the front of their clothes. Even when you have a teenager that thinks he know everything about everything. He thinks that you couldn't possibly know anything although you have been many similar situations. How did we ever survive our teenage years? Better yet, how did our parents? I just pray I am doing them right. I try.

WICKED, WICKED, WICKED! If you do one thing for yourself (and for that matter others) GO SEE WICKED! David and I went to see it last night with Colleen and her boys, Garret and Connor. It was their second time, our first. Dave's first ever play/musical. I watched him periodically throughout the performance. He was mesmerized! He was enthralled! He loved it. How do I know? You should have heard him telling his sister Emily-Ann about it this morning while they were eating their waffles.

Dave: Emily, there were scarry flying monkeys!
Emma: Were they really scarry?
Dave: Oh yes, you would have to close your eyes. Connor did.
Emma: MOM! Did Connor have his eyes closed?
Me: (from the kitchen): When?
Emma: Last night at the "featre". Dave said he did.
Me: He did the first time he saw it, last night he was brave.
Emma: I could be brave too.
Dave: No, you would have to close your eyes.
Emma: NO I WOULD NOT!
Dave: YES YOU WOULD!
Emma: NO!
Dave: YES!

You get the point.

Back to the performance. Beautiful, sensational, FUNNY, touching, loving, loud, incredible sets, phenomenal acting. As a fan of The Wizard of Oz, a BIG fan, I have always wanted to be Glinda (GAlinda!) but now I want to be Elphaba (aka The Wicked Witch of the West). I really want to be Elphaba.

Do yourself a favor. Go see it. I am (again!).

I'm very new to this, please be kind to me!

OK, I am jumping on the band wagon. I now have a blog. I promise to post everyday without fail. Oops, wait a minute, I am a mom, not to mention a wife, cook, taxi driver, laundress, tutor, scrapbooker and writer to name a few of the hats I wear. I take back that statement. I promise to post when I can and when I have have someting to say. That may be everyday, who knows.

Today is David's first day back at school. I had to pick him up on Wednesday of last week due to a fever. The fever progressed until it reached 104.5 on Saturday, when it started to come down and now he has been fever free since 4 am yesterday morning. It is so hard when he is sick. He is lethargic, sad, and very down. He asks why he is "always" sick and states that he doesn't like feeling bad. He is clingy and doesn't want to leave my side which is fine with me but not with all the things I need to get done. I am just thankful that he is better now. We have tickets to see WICKED tonight, just David and I and our friends Colleen, Garret and Connor. I am so excited, so is David. He is just apprehensive about the "scary monkeys" that Garret had told him about.

It's time to get on the ball and get todays chores done. I'm off. Hope your day is good.