If You Want Another Baby...get another husband.

Today is the day I decide if a man hunt is in my future.

If I had to answer that question based on the last 30 seconds, the answer would be...hell no.

When Baby Mussolini woke up this morning she looked at me, lied back down and said, "Where's daddy?" He's at work.  Her response,"I wait for daddy pick me up." So I did what anyone else would do, I wished her luck and left her there.
It was right about the time we were getting into the car to head to the promise land, more commonly referred to as school, when Pre-K 4 said, "Mama I don't think daddy is going to come home in time to get the Dictator out of her crib."...never change your morning routine, you're bound to forget things.

I had a conference with Pre-k 4's teachers today.
Those woman are so sweet that I am sure they have little mice sewing them ball dresses and tying ribbons in their hair on weekends.
Seriously though, they are wonderful. More importantly, SHE PASSED!! The one who declared this morning, while examining herself in the mirror, "Look, my grey tooth is still there!" is apparently a star student, but I knew that...even before the Dictator trashed the classroom as we spoke of letter recognition and exceptional counting skills.
Pre - k 4 nearly down, just 16 - 20 more years, 26 if she takes after her father...

The boy's conference is Thursday.

So, Miss 2nd grade scored 2 goals yesterday in her teams championship soccer game...just sayin'.  I can't believe how excited I get over that stuff. I mean I KNOW that the parents are looking at me, I can feel their eyes, but I can't stop...My soccer star told me, in a not so subtle way, that I needed to quiet down, "Mama, I think you are embarrassing the other kids."