And in the midst of all of this insanity and trying to get back to normalcy, I took the time to celebrate her awesomeness.
We got her a cake and head down to her BFFs house to celebrate and she just loved it.
I wanted to give her something with lots of friends, but really I didn’t want to put the work into inviting a bunch of kids to a party and managing that. Also? We don’t really hang out with anyone outside of school besides her BFFs family, so I was worried that if I did organize a party for her that no one would want to come.
Then what?
So I decided to give her a birthday party at school. Everyone is already there, we just bring the stuff to them. As an elementary school teacher, I know how much kids love school parties. I was not wrong- she loved it.
Passing out napkins to friends.
Pizza.
Cookies.
I do have to tell the story of this lunch break. My lunch is from 10:55-11:35. I took my kids out at 10:54, ran out to my car- went to the gas station and picked up a gallon of fruit punch while the husband went to Little Caesars for pizza. I sped down to the school just in time for the 11:15 party. We passed out plates, cups, pizza and fruit punch. I take cell phone photo after cell phone photo.
Of course, it was time for Hayden to nurse and so Pea’s teacher provided me with a nice, private corner to nurse him where I wouldn’t expose three & four year-olds to my boob.
Nursing session done. We pass out cookies, sing happy birthday- more cell phone photos. It’s 11:30, I scarf down a piece of Little Caesar’s pizza, take one for the road- kiss my 4-year old girl, husband and infant- then race back to work to pick up my kids at 11:35. I am RUNNING back into the building- another teacher sees me and lets me in and all I can do is laugh at the insanity that is my life.
My girl is four and fabulous.
And don’t you dare think anything less of her.
How old are you Pea?
I’m four!
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You are so lucky you can leave work during the day and have a long enough break to do so. If I tried that, I could leave and come back, but I couldn’t do anything in between! Plus they would give me a hard time about leaving in the first place.
I am lucky. At my old school they may have died if I left everyday. I had to tell the secretary whenever I left the building. Here, it’s all good. My break is 10:55-11:34 and his daycare is down the street… maybe a 4 minute drive and Pea’s school is literally up the road and around the corner- so maybe a 2 minute drive.
Well, what can I say, life of a good mother. I know she enjoyed her party, and loves u and her day for what u have done for her to enjoy her special day. I know u must have been tored, but what else can I say, AWESOME MOM. GOOD JOB.
Love her and congrats to making it to 4, Pea!