September 4th is back to School. Resistance is futile

I saw road sign with that saying on Facebook yesterday.  It made me laugh

As some of you may know, Fall time is usually a giddy and happy time for me.  However, I felt like an emotional mess this morning facing Dave heading back to the classroom!  Blame it on a great summer, pregnancy hormones, how awesome Dave is, how tired and big I am feeling.... I dunno... but I fought the tears all morning.

I feel as though God gave me 2 little gifts today to help me deal.  First, my kids slept in!  Ok- so only an extra 30 minutes, but it was enough time for Dave and I to sit down and have a normal conversation over breakfast.  Here he is... fueling up for the day and his bike ride into work. 

We had a good laugh over breakfast as I recounted some mayhem that went on at about  1 AM last night- of which Dave has ZERO recollection.  You see, I have these recurring weird dreams that involve people hidden in my walls playing pranks on me.  I often wake up and think that spiders are being unleashed from the ceiling, creepy stuffed animals have been placed hanging from the walls, etc.  I am usually asleep enough to be totally terrified, but awake enough to know it is not actually real.  I tell myself to calm down and let Dave sleep, and then will cover my head with blankets (as protection just in case the jumping squirrels on the floor ARE real) and  close my eyes and try to drift into happier dreams. 

However- last night, when I woke up, I was convinced that I was supposed to feed the sharks before bed and forgot.  As punishment, the wall people put a bunch of dead and rotting seafood all over my room.  I sat up and sure enough on the edge of my bed was a rectangular bucket of crabs and lobsters with their limbs all flopped over the side.  This was TOO much, and I woke Dave up in a panic, “Dave! Don’t freak out.  But there is something really gross on the end of the bed.  It’s dead fish.  You see it?  Be careful.... I forgot to feed the sharks.  We need to clean all this up.”  I pulled my knees to my chest as he reached towards the bucket of dead sea creatures (which looked 100% legit to me) and he said, “Chrissy- this is your blanket.”  I squinted my eyes and moved a bit closer- and sure enough... I had a neatly folded extra blanket on the edge of the bed.  It has all these floppy tags on the end (the claws of course.)  Man, was I ever relieved.  Dave kept asking me if I was ok- and trying to get me to hold the blanket to see that it was just a blanket as I cowered near my headboard.    I apologized for waking him, and said I was just gonna go use the bathroom (really I wanted to make sure the rest of the house was clear)  I went to the bathroom, turned on the light and scoured the room for any dead seafood.  At this point I really woke up- and realized how dumb I was.  I Crawled back into bed, apologized again to Dave who was sort of watching me like I was crazy (ok- perhaps I was), and fell into a deep happy sleep.  

So, this morning over our lovely child free breakfast,  Dave doesn’t remember ANY OF THIS?!?!  I feel cheated.   Maybe I have also been watching too much TV?  Last night there was this surgery involving shark blood on Friday night lights, and last week on big Brother,  one of the contestants had to have fish gut baths whenever a horn sounded as a punishment.   Anyways, we had a good laugh at breakfast, and I pulled myself together for the day at home with the kids.  

Janna was is great spirits today, and Jesse was a bit grumpy. Ok... a lot whiney and a lot pouty.  This leads me to my second gift.  My kids both napped for 2 hours at the same time today!  We have cut Jesse’s afternoon nap so he sleeps better at night - and just been making him have a “quiet time” in his room for an hour or so.  He’s been remarkably happier with this change, as he is sleeping more hours at night, and it is probably better and heavier night time sleep.  However- it means I don’t have as much of a break during the day.  But today, he was just a bit pooped out and passed out while playing with some toys on his bed- so I let him sleep.   In turn, I got a nap, and chance to relax and get some work done, too.   Thank you Lord.  Jesse still woke up a bit grumpy, and I hope he is in better spirits tomorrow for his first day back at preschool with momma!  Should be good. 

We made a back to school cake for Dad/Jesse/mommy this morning.   Jesse was so excited about it, and kept coming into the kitchen to look at it- and inviting Katie and Janna to come see the cake a million times, too.  Whenever he seemed whiney or down, I just had to remind him, “ Jesse!  We are having cake for dessert at supper!!!!”  What a boy.  Here he is blowing out the “handles,” as he calls them.

Well, Dave is upstairs back at his desk for the first time in months, and I still have some cleaning and laundry to get in tonight, so I best end this rambling on.    Thanks for reading.  I hope none of you were too disturbed by my “pranks from the walls” dreams J  I’m out.