Taylor’s class had an ice cream social today for the students, and parents were invited to watch them / see some of their end of the year projects. Their teacher helped the kids make really awesome shirts for them to wear today. They also decorated ice cream bowls that will serve as a memory of their time together in this class. It has been a wonderful year for Taylor. Since she’s such a great big sister, T noticed that her brothers didn’t have any ice cream, so she initially shared her precious cup with them. Anyone who knows Taylor knows that she doesn’t generally share ice cream. She eats it all and asks for more. For her to be sharing with not one brother, but two was awesome. The teacher realized what she was doing and asked if it was okay if she went and grabbed some for the boys, which was very sweet of her. The boys graciously accepted their own ice cream cups and had a blast…until the cups were empty. Joseph had a massive fit and kicked and screamed all the way out of the building. It was well beyond their nap time, so the combination of that and an empty ice cream cup was too much for him to handle. It didn’t help much that there was a downpour as we were entering / exiting the building. The boys and I were all uncomfortable and looked like drowned rats. And yes, they were wearing slippers.

As the boys were having an in-car tantrum this morning, Taylor said “Hey Mama; how come you always have the biggest bottle of water with you everywhere we go?” Well, kid; this watermelon margarita flavored water is the closest thing I can get to legal day drinking with children in tow. I’ll take what I can get.

As I’ve mentioned before, the boys have become terrible with napping lately. This wouldn’t be such a bad thing if they could make it to bedtime without needing an exorcism, but apparently, they still need an afternoon nap to allow them to be mentally stable members of society. Yesterday, they were not having it…at all. They were wrestling and smacking each other. They were kicking their bedroom door and trying to pull the closet doors off. They were taking turns wrapping each other’s head in a blanket and kicking whoever’s head happened to be in there at the time. After multiple attempts of trying to get them to sleep, I quit and we went to CVS to pick up a few things we needed. They thought they were such hot shots sitting in the cart instead of walking or being in the stroller. They proudly held every item we got, and made sure to tell each person in the store exactly what we were purchasing. On the way out, they were perfect gentlemen and insisted on carrying the bags for me. They might be lunatics, but at least they have kind hearts and like helping their Mama!

Tonight, Taylor and I (and her ‘baby Ranger’) went out to drop something off to my mom, once we put the boys to bed. We stopped to get coffee first and had a special “girl’s time.” We drove with the windows down and listened to loud music and just had a blast. It’s so important that she and I get to do special things like that once in a while. When we left, she had already had dessert and brushed her teeth for bedtime, but she may have been cute enough to get a donut while we were out. Don’t tell Todd.