Today started at 4:15 AM with 35 minutes of HIIT, followed by a gloriously hot shower and a giant cup of coffee. I'm thankful my day got a jump start.
The rest of the day didn't, necessarily, go badly; just chaotic. All. The. Chaos. I subbed in Isaiah's class, today. Usually, I'm assisting in the K3 and K4 classroom. 1st and 2nd graders are a whole new ballgame. I love those kids, all the same. They're brilliant, and adorable!
Today I've heard myself say "You can't microwave lions!!" and "Get out of there! People don't belong in refrigerators. You'll die!!"
All the kids came back to class from art looking shocked. Isaiah, apparently, told his classmates that when we put Teddy down, we chopped his head off then cut him in tiny pieces so he'd fit in a box. I don't even know. He told me that's what he thought we actually did. Parenting fail.
I got home at 3:30. I raked the chicken coop and added more hay, fixed the roof and collected 5 pretty bluish green eggs. I have chicken poop on my pants.
I baked a double batch of paleo banana muffins, and helped Isaiah with home work. Dinner was defrosted, prepped and in the oven by 6. And this: Maddie "ooooh fish!!" Mmmm no. This is chicken. "Uck yuck!! Me hate chicken!!" It's what's for dinner. Eat it or eat nothing. "Ooooh!! Me. Love. Chicken!!!" Followed by ear piercing screams of excitement.
Both Isaiah and Maddie bit Jayme, so she's apparently being an antagonistic turd, today. The other two have veeeery clean mouths "If you're going to bite people, your mouth will have to be clean....now stand here and chew some soap"
Somewhere in there, the girls were playing with the resistance band. The heavy duty one. It shot across the room and hit my legs. They're gonna bruise. My legs. Not the girls. The girls are fine.
During dinner Jayme started freaking out because the yellow vegetable on her dinner plate tasted like a carrot. It was a yellow carrot. She hates cooked carrots. Confusion ensued. This is Isaiah trying to explain the difference between yellow carrots and orange carrots - "it's like this: you're an angry person and I'm a happy person. But we're both still people, just like orange carrots and yellow carrots are both carrots"
My day has come to an end. Not a graceful end, but an end, still the same. A glass of wine. An episode of Phineas and Ferb (not my choice). Here's to another day...another adventure.
P.S. I hate plank jacks. If there is an exercise that I hold utter contempt for...it's plank jacks. Contempt. And hate.
Goodnight, folks.
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