Alright. I'm sitting at my desk at work, absolutely overwhelmed by the emails that are sitting in my box from the weekend. Too many little tasks - none of them difficult, but too many to finish in the hours I have. This is supposed to be my part-time job.
So what am I doing? Powering through my to-do list?
No, I'm going to show you some pictures of Andrew as the Mouse King on his school's Nutcracker-themed float.
He's in the tech club and they all helped to build the float. The guys that helped build it also had the opportunity to be on it. And my son volunteers for everything fun and extra that he hears about.
Also, he was very relieved not to be the Nutcracker Prince. He didn't want to have to stand next to a girl on the float.
Of course, he didn't mind being next to his sister long enough to "stab" her. She obliged with a dramatic death scene.
And that's about it for post-able photos. Chris and I are in that stage of parenting where we have to tag team on everything because our kids are going in different directions at the same time. I made the call to send him to the parade (actually, he was supposed to walk next to the float to supervise, but somehow he missed that memo) while I took Emma to ballet. I entrusted my camera to him.
I should have given him some lessons first.
So, I missed the parade and I don't have a ton of pictures to show for it. No video either. He wasn't sure how to do that with my camera.
And yeah, I did cry a little bit when I got home and found out about all of that.
But this is the Christmas season and mommies really don't have time for tears. We have to keep driving to practices and knitting presents and making merry.
Maybe I should get back to work. Or maybe I'll knit instead. My boss isn't here today...
DAILY BLISS: I splurged on some Yankee Candles - they're just the best and my house smells like Christmas now