Picture Day

 Happy Friday!

This week has been busy but productive. Between Covid and our trip to NYC, I was feeling overwhelmed with projects and clutter. Slowly but surely, I am back on track with everything. It has been a long time since I walked into a weekend feeling like I am entitled to relax.

Of course, before we can begin the weekend I have to get through today. Until I opened my email this morning I had completely forgotten that both boys have school photos today. Their classmates will be wearing new clothes and fresh haircuts. Mine will be strutting in front of the camera sporting antiquated locks and a naturally disheveled look. 

Hamlet, always making his own unique impression, will also be photographed with 1/2 of his face colored a fading smurf blue. I picked him up yesterday and he had colored half of his body (face, arm and leg) with a blue marker. We scrubbed and showered for more than 30 minutes, leaving a blue stain and splatter across my vanity, tub and bathroom floor. We were able to wash away much of the blue, but the shadow remains. 

When I asked him why, he explained that he saw it on the TV when he was watching the football game with his dad.  He told me that he thought it looked fun, but he didn't know that it was a special make-up until his teacher explained it to him. Perhaps seeing my frustration, he cheerfully offered that he was able to take a photo of his face and he uploaded it for his "creative" assignment at school.

Sigh. Oh well. Another mom fail I suppose.

Deflated

 Poor Hamlet. He woke up yesterday morning with unparalleled enthusiasm. All morning he talked about getting ready for his "spectacular orgasm." Clutching his new pile of "orgasm" paper, he happily ran into school. 

When I picked him up later that day, he looked dejected. He quickly told me that he didn't use his special paper because they went on a virtual field trip instead. Poor kid. He was promised a "spectacular orgasm" but ended up being pushed back because of something streaming on a computer screen. (I know how he feels! hahaha)

Today he will work on his spectacular Thanksgiving orgasm. Hopefully it will meet all of his expectations. It is so deflating when the build-up doesn't match reality.

Spectacular Orgasm

 Despite spending the first few days crying in the bathroom, I must admit that Timmy's new school has been a great change. His enthusiasm for learning is unparalleled. It is almost as if the teacher has flipped a switch for my little Hamlet, unlocking the magic of books and learning. Witnessing his newly untapped quest for learning has been amazing.

Yesterday Timmy came running out of class at the end of the day to tell me about his educational adventures. From the smile on his face and the speed of his speaking, there was little doubt that he was excited about his new project. At a volume louder than I had wished, he began to fill me in on the details.

"Momom, guess what! Tomorrow we are going to make spectacular orgasms. We looked at pictures today and the orgasm will blow your mind!."

My ears definitely perked up by the promise of a "spectacular orgasm," but I knew that he misunderstood the word. I struggled to figure out what he meant to say but thankfully he was able to fill in some missing details.

"Momom, Making orgasms is not easy. You have to follow the directions perfectly or your orgasm won't work."

While true, I still knew that we were talking about two very different things. It wasn't until he continued talking that I was able to figure out what he was doing.

"Momom, I am going to make a spectacular Thanksgiving orgasm. Can we get the orgasm paper tonight? I need to take it to school tomorrow."

Origami. Timmy is learning to fold spectacular origami shapes. Regardless of what he makes, I will always see it as the "spectacular orgasm" he gleefully promised.

Weekend Wrap-Up

 What a beautiful autumn weekend! The weather was clear and crisp which, after a muggy and bug filled summer, was delightful. I appreciate every season, but the combination of colors and cool air makes autumn feel magical. After Covid and our NYC getaway, this was the first healthy weekend I have spent at home in a long time. It was nice to have a "feel good" weekend again.

On Saturday we headed to Haymarket Day, which is a community street fair in a nearby town. Every year the boys look forward to visiting the various vendors to obtain as many giveaways as possible. By the time we walked through the entire event I was lugging home three bags overflowing with branded pencils, toothbrushes and hand sanitizer bottles. Towards the end of the event I was struggling to keep up with my family, but this time the issue was my stamina and not my leg. (I still fatigue quickly when I'm walking because of Covid.)

Yesterday Timmy and I spent the afternoon reworking his bedroom to accommodate his school supplies. He is delighted to have a workspace in his room and I'm happy to have the school materials moved from my living room. Hopefully virtual school works well from his bedroom because I'm tired of tiptoeing through my day. It will be nice to have the house back!