List of Accomplishments

I love to make lists. I make them everyday, for everything from what I need to accomplish to the groceries I need to buy (although I never seem to remember to take that list with me to the store!). There’s something exhilarating about crossing things off my list. It’s a feeling of accomplishment I really can’t describe. Plus, with so much going on, lists are the only insurance I have that I won't forget a big game or a faith formation class.

Now before you go thinking I'm crazy, I must tell you there is at least one person out there who "gets" my obsession with lists. Lexi is only ten, but she is well on her way to being an organized, list making mother. I just learned this week that my darling daughter makes lists of her own. Yesterday she showed me her list of things to do before school. She had written everything from “get dressed” to “comb hair” and “study spelling words”. She happily checked off each task as she completed it and had everything checked off by the time her ride to band practice arrived.

I’m so proud. But I must stop writing. You see, I need to cross a few things off of my list for today.. including "update blog", "wash whites" and “teach Lexi to make lists”.

Late, late, late!

It is 10:09 pm. I am tired. Exhausted, actually. But something tells me it's going to be a late night.

"Late" seems to be the word of the day today. I have been running late all day, and my streak seems to be continuing well past my bedtime.

I was late picking the kids up from school. In my defense, it's the first time I've had to pick them up all year and I'm a little out of practice. I was only a few minutes late, but the poor kids were standing in the parking lot looking like orphans. I figured since we were already running late, and Lizzy had already missed her nap, we'd run a few errands after school. Bad idea. Lizzy crashed on the way home. That was 4:30 pm....two and a half hours later than her normal nap time. That late nap meant she slept until 6:30 pm. While she slept, I started making tacos for supper, but realized we were missing a few key ingredients. Of course, we didn't make it to the store until 7:00, which meant supper didn't get on the table until 7:45... late, late, late! The bright side.... Brad got to eat supper with us. But now I am paying for Lizzy's late nap...she has no desire to go to sleep.

It is now 10:16 pm. I am going to shut the light off and hope Lizzy takes the hint and goes to sleep. But, the way this day has gone, she will stay up late, sleep late in the morning...and make me late all over again. This does not make me happy. I do not like being late. It stresses me out, actually. But with three, soon to be four kids, I suppose it is inevitable I will be late from time to time. Still, I'd rather not be late for bedtime!