Jello Wars

So this is the best summer ever.
Even the tantrums are fun.  and make me laugh........ after. Mostly because the reasons for the tantrums are too funny and just awesome.

So I am currently blogging about Jello wars, because we had one.  And for a very good reason.
Yes, there are reasons for Jello to be flung through the air.

Some kids just grow up too fast.  People always say that, but I think for a lot of parents, especially in this economy, they have to work.  Working a full time or even part time job and then coming home to being supermom is exhausting.  And after years of not sleeping followed by years of guilt for going back to work and dad just being worn down by mom being unhappy.....well its a lot of stuff for a kid to process.  Not anyone's fault.  But sometimes kids just need a break and run and scream a little and well....be a kid.
And mom and dad need a break too.
So with my awesome other job, I get to create a world of fun for kids.
I miss my other job that I love, but its patiently waiting for me under my inbox.

So why Jello wars?
Well, Jello washes away in the rain. Less clean up.
I am all for food fights, just not messy ones.

Popcorn was another good thing.  Took the kids a while to understand it was ok.   And I get that. And I also want the kids to just have FUN and be kids.....cause it ends too soon.  Life throws a lot of things at you. But I think you are better equipped to face things if you have an understanding of rolling with crazy things in life, and looking for the fun in situations and looking at an impossible task and diving in.

Believe it or not, building forts and trying new things and looking for adventure in the normal everyday things of life teaches those skills. Even food fights.   Possibly even intentionally muddy days.  Why? Because its ok to get dirty and dive into things and take a leap.  Mud washes off.

I have always said, if I am involved, then anything I do will be awesome and no child will walk away not knowing they are loved and that someone cared.

Mirror Mirror

So today ran into an old friend.
Still just processing this.
So a mom was dropping off her kids, said I looked familiar.
Did she know me from Leader?  Did we used to play together?

So
1. this NEVER happens
 2. I had 3 girl friends growing up there are three choices, the rest were guys.
3. She is clearly not one of my guy friends

I know one childhood friend just got married and does not have kids
I have already spent some with other female friend that I stayed in touch with, so its clearly not her.
That leaves one option.

I say her name in shock.  and I am blown away that I remembered and that it is actually her.

Its you! You have kids!  Your old, (wait we are the same age....what is going on here)
Clearly this has thrown me for something.

I always assume mom's are old.  or older.  My brain has clearly not registered that I could have a ten year old now if I had made different life choices.  And settled for Moron number #1 or semi Moron #2 or i think this is a good idea so you should too #3 or even not quite sure what we are #4.  I'm sure either of them would have been fine donors.

I don't even know how to verbalize this. Like we used to play dolls together.

She looks like an adult.

I don't think I do. I still feel like I am 20.  could be the lack of having to wear suits and heals to work anymore but man.....

What do I look like to people?  How do I come off? Do I look like a walking disaster?
Do I look fun? Do I look worn out? Tired? Young? Clearly having identity issues? Do I give off don't ever let the crazy lady have kids she lets them throw jello you weirdo vibes?

In the mean time....ill settle for miss lady....cause the kids can't seem to recall who the scratch I am....and miss lady is in fact better than hey you person.....which I was called last week....