my child will need therapy...

a day in the life, to put it simply...

but first, some proper background music from the movie, "little miss sunshine"...

last week was the 'next to the last week' of school for eli....i myself begin to get that pumped up feeling of it's almost over, goodbye sixth grade, goodbye carpool, goodbye alarm clock...


so as always, i began the week off with; next to the last monday proceeding to announce the 'next to the last' each and every day...


testing was what all last week was about at school, stress levels are up, school stresses good nights rest and nourishing breakfast....so as it goes we were asked to provide breakfast for 88 children on one of the days...well this isn't a big deal in a way because hubby has a restaurant where he works and he's the boss, so you know what that means....chef will lovingly make a wonderful breakfast for 88 kids and hubby will deliver it...easy street!


the night before hubby realized that chef was out of town....he said o.k., no problem, he would grab the mixes that we needed from the restaurant and we could make the egg casseroles...now i do not have a full size oven; yes, i hadn't heard of it before....but i figured this out when i tried to shove a turkey in the oven years ago.  i pointed this out to him and asked him to measure the pans....he gasped, oh my....but being that this was just going to work out one way or the other, i asked my dear neighbor if she would mind if i cooked these in her oven since she was out of town...and she being the best neighbor in the whole world, said of course!


so hubby called me on the way home and said he was in over his head, the restaurant was out of their egg mix....we figured out what he would need to buy at the store, beginning with 9 dozen eggs...as he arrived home and i began to see what it takes to feed 88 people, i whipped out my 'no problem' hat and began mixing eggs, egg whites, egg beaters and cream.  fried up the sausage and pre-measured amounts per pan...then we hauled soup pots full of yummy stuff over to the neighbors house late that night; for at 5:30 a.m. i am to head over to preheat the oven...


ok, as the teenager goes; 'what, chef isn't doing it?, what YOU are doing it?, oh it's going to be horrible',  i just love this age don't you?  well it all turned out just fine, the only mistake i made was not to allow extra time since it wasn't a commercial oven, so we were late on our end, but perfectly timed to arrive at school for breakfast...and the kids loved it, however ours didn't....and of course he was horrified that his dad was serving...oh well, signs of normal


then on friday, you know, 'next to the last friday', i was assigned to bring in 300 paper plates for an after school party...eli and i found the greatest colorful plates at big lots, they screamed PARTY...honestly, i felt like i should get the mother of the week award; breakfast and now PARTY plates....my arm was sore from patting myself on the back...


when i picked up eli friday after the party, i said last friday!!!  one more week to go!!!!  yippeeee!!!!  he looked at me stone faced and said, 'no mom, we have two more weeks of school, it's on the calendar in the hall, not one week mom, but two weeks of school; and by the way it cost $3 to get into the party and one canned good, i borrowed the money from mary's mom....


poor child...
will need therapy....


so today when i dropped him off at school i said 'next to the last tuesday, this is the next to the last tuesday', he looked over at me trying not to grin and got out of the car....and i'm glad i can't read his thoughts...


poor child...
will need therapy....




happy mothers day....


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