Back To School Night

Last night was a hectic one.  We had back to school night.  I also went grocery shopping, to my old workplace to get hubby's money clip cleaned, and school drop off and pick up during the day.  In the evening, we had back to school night and basketball practice.

Well, my day to day stuff is not blog-worthy.  But back to school.  That is another story.  I decided to fore go the stroller.  I only have a jogging stroller and it's pretty big.  So I used my new DIY onbuhimo.  It worked great.  My theory was to wear him during the crowded parts and let him walk when we got to the big kid's classroom.  And it worked great.  I sat up my phone and put on youtube. No volume of course.  And he sat through the principal's speech and all the other people talking.  Then we walked ever so slowly to the classrooms.  Well we got to the classroom and met the teacher.  We also signed up parent/teacher conference, classroom volunteers, and back to school night raffle.  And then we went to his desk.  Which was surprisingly clean and organized.  He's either growing up a little bit(or a whole lot) or their teacher made them have their desks neat.  Well, while I was writing down all the important information down, #2 got into #1's desk.  And he can get the lids off the pens, colored pencils, and pencil sharpener.  And once he got the pencil sharpener, there was a confetti shower of pencil shavings.  Which the lovely little girl that sits next to #1 helped me clean up.  The teacher also gave them all a bag of skittles for making it to their big event.  Well, by then, I had #2 back in the onbu.  I was wearing him in a front carry.  So this is the one time that #2 decided to share his candy.  And well, have you ever had soggy skittles down your shirt while carrying on a conversation about volunteering?  Well, it's not as pleasant as it sounds.  Anyways, we went from the classroom to the bookfair.  #1 had been there quite a few times this week.  We gave him money and he spent his own money.  I went last night for #2.  He loves the Charlie the Ranch Dog series by Ree Drummond.  And it is mostly likely because he has his very own basset hound.  After the book fair we hurried to the car and headed to basketball practice.  At that point, #2 was tired of being trapped somewhere.  So I plopped him in the front seat and we sat and listened to music.  Nothing like Pop Goes the Weasel 50 times.  I also ordered pizza while we were waiting and picked it up on the way home.  It was a late night.

And all this was done solo.  Hubby had to work.  We haven't seen him in a couple weeks besides a day here and there.  And because the car business is known for Labor Day sales, we won't see him this weekend either.  And that is part of life when it comes to being a commuter's wife and a car salesman wife.