It all started with suckers

I hate suckers.  You know, lollipops.  It's 6:50AM and the kids each had one in their mouth.  It's not even Halloween yet!  I'm trying to be all zen and not regulate my kids candy intake this year.  I'm also have every intention to exercise self control and not steal candy from them while they sleep.  Anyway, I tell the kids if they save all of their suckers and not eat them I'll buy their suckers from them.  They think this is great and start bringing me all their suckers.  I'm still in bed, so I say no, I'm only going to do this once after we trick or treat, trunk or treat, etc.  "But don't you want to eat one now," they ask.  No I don't like suckers, once I pay you for them I'm going to throw them all in the trash.  They grab their suckers like "I can't believe we almost fell for that" and run back to their room.  I then over hear my six year old say, "She's a real monster".  And suddenly this monster's desire to be all zen and have self control is gone, those Reeses & Butterfingers are so mine! I may not even wait until they are asleep.

I get out of bed and make scrambled eggs and Diet Pepsi for breakfast.  Looks like I'll be having just Diet Pepsi now since someone already snarfed down the eggs.  I pop a piece of bread in the toaster so I actually will have some food for breakfast.  I sort through some laundry because it's wear something red to school today and so of course the only color shirt we can find is blue.  Gabe's school is wearing hats today.  So he has a hat on that is actually a popcorn bowl shaped like a batters hat that came from a Red Socks game at Fenway Park.  But since it's actually a bowl, not a hat it keeps falling off his head.  I'm sure his teachers are going to love that.

John's leaving for work and it raining outside.  My car battery is dead, the kids have left lights on in the car.  Oh, and the sunroof was left open, but hey, let's not point fingers.  I don't have to go anywhere today, but he jumps my car even though he's late for work just to close the sunroof.  While I'm holding the umbrella for John,  Gabe (who is supposed to be waiting for the bus) starts crying hysterically because he dropped his painted "book report pumpkin" in a puddle outside and now all the paint is smearing off of it.  So I leave my hubby out in the rain and try to fix the pumpkin before the bus gets here.  I wipe all the wet paint off and quickly draw what I can onto the pumpkin with a Sharpie.  All the while Gabe is following me around with his hat falling off his head and onto the floor a gazillion times.

Kids go back outside to wait for the bus.  Gabe's hat fell off again.  Bus comes, kids are off.  Hubby finishes with the car and he too is off.  Now it's just me, Tiny, and the dog.  It's cold and rainy and we don't have anywhere we need to be, so I climb back into bed.  Tiny joins me, for some reason he no longer has any clothes on.  He watches a movie while I compute on my computer.  I keep thinking I should probably go turn my car off now, and I remember my toast, but it's just so warm and cozy here I think I'll stay a while longer.  Just another day in the life.