So many lessons, so little time

Whew--what a week it's turned out to be!  I think God is really giving this Type A-control freakish-pseudo planning girl a little dose is "let me show you who's the boss."  I digress--it's obviously not me:)  I am sure thankful that he's so patient.

Brandon's been out of town this week, so it's just been me and the Maxster.  Although I love my child more than life, a few days without B just show me that parenting really is a two-person job!

So, we broke ALL the rules and surprised Daddy at the airport on Friday.  Please note Max's monkey PJs...it is almost 10pm, and I was certain that he would fall asleep in the car.  Not hardly.  This little guy was racing in circles in the waiting area on his Daddy.  We were both so proud that he was home:)

A few of my a-ha moments from the week:
1)  If Max is asleep when you arrive to pick him up from preschool, let him sleep!  I swear I will pull his mat out to the parking lot before I wake him from that type of deep sleep again.  Lesson learned.

This was the position that I found Max in on Thursday.  Miss Allison informed me when I got to school to pick him up that he had only been asleep for 20 minutes.  So, I waited.  It took me forever to get his child awake--and when Sleeping Beauty finally did open his eyes, he was none too pleased.

2)  When sifting through the Halloween candy in the bag, immediately throw away all of the pure sugar.  Not that chocolate is much better, but giving Pixy Stix to a four-year old is just asking for meanness and trouble.  This might work for Honey Boo-Boo, but I can do without the claw marks on the ceilings.  It brings out the Tazmanian Devil in our house!

Max has named the scarecrow in front of our house, Max.  Creative, huh?  He must be pretty enamored with the little guy because it seems like he is never upright anymore.  I'm sure that he has help.

3)  When in doubt, just buy the costume!!  Although creativity might be a strength of mine, let's just say that the execution when it involves a sewing machine is not.  I worked for two hours yesterday on a mom-appropriate Pirate princess skirt that turned out to be a TRAGEDY.  It truly is the hottest mess that I have ever created...let's just hope it's really, really, REALLY dark outside and no one really notices.  I will be retiring my sewing machine again because it's really bad for my self-esteem:)