What happens before 9am

*****Note I know I just wrote the last blog titled good things so don't read this unless you are bored at work or nursing a baby as this is strictly another woke up on the wrong side of the bed (or ocean) entry

Chris had his alarm set for the ungodly hour of 5:45am -which is ridiculous as he has been getting slammed at work so he has been coming home pretty late and getting up super early. I got up shortly after him and started putting clutter away so the cleaning lady could actually clean the floors and not suck up Polly Pocket pieces and Planet Hero junk. Daily Ritual #1 - I check my iphone for email (always nice to think you get email as you sleep). Anyway the one email I was waiting for just had the header Baby Announcement( if you have a baby the proper header is It's a Boy or It's a Girl) but it wouldn't load the rest of the email. So I am cursing at the iphone to load to find out if Griff had a boy or a girl. Chris tells me to boot up the computer but I insist on watching the iphone not load the email for a good 15 min. Finally I caved and checked the email (GIRL) and of course like Murphy's law the iphone email appears pretty much as I am opening the email on the computer.

Actually had time to give the kids a breakfast which didn't consist of a breakfast bar and drink to go. Weather was looking good- get to school and CJ runs of to play tag with some friends. Casey and I are hanging by the benches with some of the other kids from CJs class. The kids were really cute telling me about which part they were in the play and what everyone wanted for Christmas. Long story short, I am over there chit chatting with the 5 year olds and let them stand on the benches as they tell me their stories (the benches are like 2 ft high). Next thing we know a loud bell is rung and a teacher comes running over to us and screams at us for being on the benches. (I was scared). CJ comes running over to me and says "Naughty mummy". I seriously felt like I was in grammar school again. Get CJ lined up and I didn't screw his water bottle top on properly and he takes a sip and the whole bottle of water soaks his blazer. I tell him to roll with it. Casey and I head to the hike down the hill to the parking lot. At the bottom of the hill- she wipes out and falls into the mud.(repeat performance) Screaming ensues - I try to help her and then she screams "Don't touch me mommy or you'll get ucky." (empathy point for Casey Jane)-
So- I strip her dress and tights off in the parking lot and put her in the car seat with her underwear on. I know all the parents were like that CRAZY AMERICAN .

Start to call Chris's work number which btw we have a system in place. If it is a true emergency- I need to ring once (not leave VM) and then immediately call back. If it me wanting to leave a disgruntled vm- i do it on the first one. Which btw these vms would be a much funnier blog them my writing as I use more adult language and come up with CRAZY ideas I share with him. (I swear Chris listens to the first 10words and then deletes them as my tone is a give away in the first sentence on where this going). Anyways- I make the wifely effort to not leave a vm as I feel bad how much work he has on his plate.

Ending on a good note- I get to the gym and the morning run of bad luck ( I still have the image of the teacher yelling at us) makes me run pretty hard on the treadmill. We have a sitter tomorrow night and instead of pushing my agenda (which I normally do) which btw is Thai Food, and the movie "The Changeling" with Angelina- I am taking Chris to see the Bond movie and we will get the nasty nachos with day glo orange cheese instead of popcorn:)