Belle notti di musica di pianoforte
This entire weekend, starting from this past Thursday, has been a blur. It was busier than any weekend should be and was more entertaining that many have been.
The real entertainment started on Friday night when the kids performed some of their piano pieces at the LINKS home school talent show. It started with Sarah and Rebekah coming together to perform the song "Part of your world" from the movie "The Little Mermaid".
My daughters can sing pretty well. In fact, musically, they can do a lot of things very well. But I have never seen them do this before. I was pleased by their ability to work together to perform.
After their team performance, later on in the show, Sarah was allowed to perform a few more songs. Rebekah did not want to perform anymore so Sarah finished things up.
Saturday... well, Saturday was entirely too involved to repeat here. But today was a nice little respite (not really, but I am not going in to that right now) and it ended with a great little music recital for all of the students of my daughters' piano instructor.
So that is how the day went. With a little extra time taken for Costco runs, food preparation, kid playing, eating, driving and server messing around with. But for the most part, I can say...
THANK GOD THIS WEEKEND IS OVER.
Livin’ la vida soccer mom
Today was a day to end all days of soccer momming, driving, taxiing and shuttling. Wow. Did I ever drive today!
It started out not driving, but still having some responsibility to get things done for the kids. Blueberry pancakes was the order of the day and as is usually the case when pancakes are called for it falls on daddy to do. So I did. And they were you-uh-me. Or so I was told.
There was not enough blueberries for a full batch of pancakes to be made with blueberries. In fact, I was only able to make half the pancakes with blueberries. So I did. 22 total pancakes, 11 of which has the little blue orbs of goodness and juiciness that is the blueberry.
And with five kids in my house, two of whom are blueberry fanatics, you can imagine that 11 blueberry pancakes do not get very good mileage. So I had the regular ones.
After that it was time to start working on some technical stuff I needed to do for my clients. I was able to spend all of five minutes on that if I remember correctly. From there it was time to get the kids ready for their events of the day.
My two oldest daughters had a party in San Jose they were invited to. And I had to get them there by 1:00 just after stopping by the pharmacy for some meds for mom. I was a little late.
My two younger daughters had a party at 2:00 that they were invited to. Lucky for me I was a little earlier for that one. I dropped the two girls off and headed home by way of McDonald's.
This is the part of the show where things get a little interesting. I had about four weeks of work to do today. My wife had a few hours of sleep to catch up and some preparing to do for a party she was going to tonight. My son was supposed to have slept during this time so both my wife and I could get done what we needed to get done (and no, we didn't "do" that).
AJ decided to sleep earlier in the afternoon so the plans we had were shot straight to heck. But neither my wife nor I ever talked about what we were really planning on doing. To that end she decided to put AJ in the bedroom with me while I worked so she could go sleep on the couch. Except I did know she was sleeping on the couch. So I kicked AJ out of our room. Sandi called me out loudly and I knew it was time to leave.
I grabbed AJ and we headed out the door. I didn't know where we were going to go but I knew Sandi needed sleep so I left. We ended up hitting up Big 5 and playing with boy toys for a little while. Then we left to go get the two younger girls whose party ended at 5:00.
Luckily we got home in time for the three youngest kids to say goodbye and goodnight to mom. She left a few minutes after we got home (looking hotter than ever I might add 
).
It was just a few moments of quiet then it was time to head out to get the older girls from their party. It was about 7:20 when we left San Jose and one of the girls mentioned she was hungry. After a quick vote we decided that it was time to hit up Claim Jumper.
The events that unfolded at dinner tonight are totally for another post at another time. In fact, this is a great place to end this days recap since it only gets worse from here.
I will say that I had an awesome day with my kids today. It was busier than crud, but still awesome. Plus they got to get out of the house and see some friends. And I got to spend some boy time with my son.
Yep, everything today was awesome.
Losing the chin for the sake of the tongue
Last night after dinner I treated my family to some ice cream. I do this from time to time just to let the kids know that I still love them and want to spoil them.
As is usually the case I was done with my ice cream first and began washing dishes. As I washed the dishes I listened to my children and their discussions and laughter over bowls of ice cream.
I am still amazed at their ability to have a fully inclusive conversation amongst themselves even though their ages range from two and a half to 12. As they ate and talked they began to finish up and I began to take their bowls from them.
I turned around for a moment to see how they were doing (since I am not facing them when washing dishes) and noticed that Sarah had her face in her bowl and was licking the edges clean. Hmm, I don't remember teaching any of my kids that this was acceptable table manners. So I asked her to stop doing that and promptly took her bowl from her.
A few minutes after this I heard one of the best comments I have ever heard from my children:
Bekah: "Wouldn't it be cool if you could cut off your chin?"
Me: "Uh, no. Why would you want to cut your chin off?"
Bekah: "So you could fit your face inside of your bowl to lick the ice cream out."
Me: "????????"
That's right ladies and gentlemen, you heard it here first. My daughter wants to be able to cut her chin off so she can get a few milimeters farther into her bowl to lick the remnants of ice cream out of it.
Yeah, I know. I couldn't believe it either.
