A Night Interrupted...

This could be the title for my life for about the past 7 years. I don't think that I have had an uninterrupted nights sleep since Brandon, my oldest, was born. There is always something... help going to the potty, night light on, music on, music off, there's a monster in my closet, and when they are babies, the night time feedings. Even Charlie the Dog gets in on the fun occassionally and cries to go outside at 3am!

Well, last night it was Liam. I hear a little cry from the bathroom calling for Momma to help at nearly midnight. I have only one question...how do you manage to miss, when you have a pull-up for insurance? This I don't know. Maybe it is some sort of male child super power. Perhaps they give each other lessons in the pre-school yard. Maybe I'm just too tired to think rationally at 12am. One way or the other, there I am, changing sheets, again, in the middle of the night. It's a Mom's life.

Liam, my intrepid 4 year old wonder child is gearing up for Kindergarten in the fall. He is very excited about the prospect of going to a the "Big Boy School" where his older brother goes. Sierra Madre Elementary School has been good to us so far, and I it really tickles me that I went to this school, as did my father. We are generational there. It's a cool kind of status, I think. My only complaint is that they are not consistent with the times of year that they register for Kindergarten. When I registered Brandon it all began in March. This year, the first week of April comes around, and I turn in the paperwork to discover that they have been accepting registrations since December, and I will likely only have the choice of the afternoon Kindergarten. This could not be more awful in my opinion. Here I am, dreaming of the time that I can drop off both of my boys, take my little girl to pre-school, and actually have 1 whole hour where no one needs anything from me. It sounded of heaven. And yet, because I chose to assume I knew when registration began, (my wonderful husband would have something to say about the word ass-u-me) It looks like it will be yet another year. Will I ever learn not to procrastinate? I shall just have to add it to the list of things to do in my life. Anyone got a pencil and paper?