Sauerkraut

P.M.freakin'S.

I did lots of things, and we had sunshine all day.

Things#1 and 2 had their school performance, which entailed repetitive movements to a movie soundtrack.

The teacher, young and hormonal (and who won't help Son#2 out of Bullydom, hence my bitter disposition), required attention (by jumping up in the dark and starting to mimic the kids' moves).

I don't know why she did it.

It's like Facebook: 'Look at me (key concept) being involved with my pupils/dynamic/showing up you useless bunch of no-good parents'.

I'll shut up now.

I'm not feeling the flow of positivity towards the school.

We have a meeting with the principal tomorrow.

And we are getting Son#3 tested for school readiness.

He's turning 5 in the morning.

I could not stop kissing his 4 year-old cheeks tonight.

Blissful boy.

Son#2 and I had a fall-out before bedtime - he has a splinter which I refused to start stabbing at with sleep-deprived far-sighted eyes.

My reasons weren't sufficient and he turned into a pyroclastic flow.

This boy can ERUPT like Vesuvius.

Now rain.

Sleep.

And then some.