In the interest of full disclosure

Two weeks. I couldn't even make it two weeks without messing up. *sigh* But I don't like blogs where the author seems to do everything perfectly. Because then it makes me feel like I must be the only screw-up who makes mistakes. I think I burst into tears when Corey told me that everyone makes mistakes. Ummm...what? How could that be possible? I thought every perfect mother was also super involved in their church, had a massive garden, made all their kids' clothes, never ate processed foods or junk food, cloth diapered, had about 12 kids, read scriptures every night, kept their house museum-clean, volunteered in the community, and probably about 50 other things I can't think of right now. Am I really not the only one who DOESN'T do all that? Geez, why didn't I know sooner?

I swear I'm not trying to deflect; back to me messing up. We fell behind in school last Thursday. That was the day of our boys activity group. Oh man, oh man. I put the boys in front of a movie while I made cupcakes. Luckily, all the measuring cups I needed were clean (most of my measuring cups weren't). Luckily, my mom had bought some cupcake liners months ago that I never got around to throwing away. Luckily, I keep a bottle of Jack Daniels in the cupboard. No, wait. That's a lie. I'm a good Mormon girl. The only alcohol in this house is my bottle of cooking wine waaaaaay back on the top shelf where Pigby can't see ("Mommy, we don't drink wine) and Corey's mouth wash (the alcohol-free mouthwash that does indeed have alcohol in it).

When we got home from the activity, he was so tired I didn't make him do school. Then we sorta attempted to catch up on Friday. I'm not sure what happened. Then Corey abandoned me on Saturday to go work with his writing partner for 9 hours. Pshaw! Am I going to work when he's not? I don't think so! I sat on the couch and read Matched cover to cover, taking breaks here and there to throw food to the hungry children and change a diaper when needed.

When Corey finally got back, we got serious about cleaning. We were having company on Sunday.

Today, I don't even remember how or why I got there, but I found a website where the owner sells everything needed to make soaps and candles and eyeshadow and lotion and lip balm. Pigby and I watched her YouTube videos all day. Does that count as school? He did manage to tell Corey, "When you use lye, you have to add it to the water, not add the water to the lye." I'm so proud. He did learn something. An important something at that.

Now it is late and I get to go deal with a baby girl who keeps waking up every two hours at night. Oh that's what happened on Friday! Little girl woke up like 5 times in 7 hours. *grumbles grumbles grumbles* I keep telling myself to enjoy her while she so little. She's my last and when she's grown I'll look back and miss it. It helps that she's so stinkin' cute and is so happy when not crying in the middle of the night. There will be time later for crying it out. It'll probably be around the time she leaves for college.