an experiment to see how much I can write while sitting next to Annabelle

I'm writing this while sitting next to Annabelle who is coloring. We'll see how well this goes.

I can't believe it's almost September. Time has simultaneously been going by at a snail's pace and warp speed. Whenever I mention it to Christopher he makes a comment along the lines of "That's how time goes." This is why I text my girl friends about my feelings. They always sympathize. 

"Mom! How did they write in history?"

September has always been one of my favorite months. I wanted to get married in September. I'd like a child with a September birthday but that would mean being pregnant in the summer and just the thought of it makes me want to curl up and die. September has always meant Indian summer and warm breezes which I love. I don't expect September to be much different than our current heat suffocation but I can hope. I'm so ready for it to cool down so we can play outside. Our yard is 95% in the sun and the 5% that is shaded is near the mosquito-infested woods. We go stir crazy being inside all the time. We can visit the outdoor playgrounds very early in the morning or go to the indoor playground but that gets old quickly. 

"Mom! What's that kind of rope thing that hangs high up that we used to have in New York? What's that thing called?"

Yesterday at pickup AB's teacher pulled me aside and said she hasn't been listening well during the paperwork portion of their day. I was mortified. Barely three weeks in and the teacher had something negative to say. We've never gotten complaints about her behavior from Sunday school or MDO. I'm sure it's mostly an issue of her adjusting to school and learning what's expected, but either way we had a discussion about it. Right now she's coloring apology pictures for her teacher. She asked me to write the following story on the back.

"Once upon a time, preschool had a new way to do class. It was they decided to put wings on the school. Then what happened is they put seats inside the school. Every desk had a seat inside the flying school. At the back of the school they put a trunk. Inside the trunk was a little play area so you could get your exercise in. There were beds lined up and there was a little restaurant. If someone who went to the school lived far away, this is what they did- there were little bedrooms lined up just in case. And the next room was a bathroom. There was a pilots area at the front for one of the teachers to use. If you need to use the bathroom during the flight, there was a changer area for the little babies in diapers. I think that's probably the end. There's a potty inside the bathroom too.

By Annabelle"

I'm shocked they didn't tell me she was talking too much.

"Mama!!! Where's the cover for the orange? The orange marker. That's the one I'm using. What happened to the cover?"

I have a new love that I'm almost too embarrassed to admit. I've been listening to a car/mechanic podcast. It's so unlike me. I can appreciate an old car but I could not care less about modern cars. I'm terrible at explaining things to the mechanic. I don't care about horsepower or torque but give me Click and Clack the car guys and suddenly I'm all in. ALL IN. I cannot get enough. They're from Massachusetts and I remember hearing them back in the day but I have been reeled in hook, line, and sinker. I cannot explain my current fascination. Lucky for me, they have episodes dating back to 1987 so I have literally thousands of hours to look forward to. Here's what I have to look forward to on this weeks episode:

"This week on The Best of Car Talk, our all-time favorite neurological oddity: a Massachusetts man begins speaking with a French accent following an accident. Could a whack to the noggin make Tom and Ray speak like actual mechanics? Also, three tales of things that aren’t where they’re supposed to be. John’s dipstick keeps popping out, Crystie dropped a nail into her gas tank, and Dana’s friend has a piece of the Berlin Wall lodged in his dad’s BMW’s trunk. And, Julie “backed into a car that wasn’t there” and didn’t confess to her husband. Is it time to come clean? All this and more, this week on The Best of Car Talk."

It's fuel for the commutes back and forth to school. So far it hasn't exhausted me. If I get bored I can always switch gears and listen to other podcasts.