First Day of Mothers Day Out

Today was a typical Tuesday.  Mama cried, baby didn't. 
Cooper started Mothers Day Out today at his new preschool.  I cannot believe we are already here.  Time goes by so quickly.  I honestly didn't believe all those ladies that told me that, the day Cooper was born.  I thought they were weirdly sentimental. 
Well, they were right and now I am one of them!

Cooper ran into his new classroom making monkey sounds.  Thats my little Awesome.  He was of course, announcing to everyone that he has a monkey backpack.  Luckily I was there to explain that: No, he does not think he is a monkey.  Yes, he knows he is a human. 
He then quickly ran over to the cars and did not even care if his parents were there or not.  He created one of those awkward moments...do we say bye? do we hug?  does he walk me to my door?  Bobby and I decided to say bye from across the room and sneak on out the door. Cooper was in his happy place.  He waved bye and went about his business. 
I, on the other hand, cried my way to the car.

Ready!

 

Too Cool for School

 

 

 

Funny Lions

Did you ever feel like you lost your funny?  Like one day you woke up and realized you couldn’t find it anywhere.  You searched deep, deep down there and it was nowhere to be seen.  Why is that?  I used to think I was really funny.  I was that inappropriate girl that laughed at her own jokes.  Maybe it’s the reality of life around me soaking up the goof.  Perhaps my age is making me wiser or the fact that I am now responsible for another human being twenty four seven is heavy and important.  Perhaps I used it all up in my bathroom guest book.  I think and I think but will never know the answer to the personality loss over the last year.  I shouldn’t say loss, I should say change.  I know I will continue to change and grow and goof around.  Life is a process and I can say that I am happy with how my family is evolving over the years.  There you have it, a glimpse into my thoughts this morning. Too deep?  Maybe too deep.

In other news, my husband is now making ALL life decisions based on his ability to shoot a lion.  If he seems off or his motives seem wack, don’t say I never warned  you.

I don't make these things up