Vacation AKA Work without Pay....And More Cussing

SHHH, this is Lady Di. I only have a minute, my kidnappers are sleeping and once they are awake it is only a matter of time before I am a slave to their needs. Since when did summer vacation consist of packing up a classroom, cleaning out a garage to make room for contents of classroom, shuttling kids to and from swim lessons, tutoring son for 30 mins. daily, lesson planning for said tutoring, and catching up on the laundry that hasn't been done in the last two weeks?!! Anyway, I don't know Amy. I think I may still have a slight lead in the M.O.T.Y. award race. Just yesterday that sweet angel baby of mine tripped and yelled, "Oh DAMMIT!" in front of all the other sweet toddlers and their sweet mommies as we were waiting for swim lessons. One mother was appalled and did that hold your breath gasp thing (whatever), another one laughed and I said (loud enough for the appalled one to hear because I'm obnoxious like that) "Well at least she didn't drop the F-bomb!" She doesn't really drop the F-bomb. That's a level 4 cuss word, I try to keep the three year old at level 1 cuss words. Now when she's 6......