It’s Different the Second Time Around

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When we were younger, my sister and I used to complain/joke that my brother got treated differently than we did. He was the baby (almost 7 years younger then me and 5 years younger then my sister) and the only boy so sometimes the rules just didn’t seem to apply to him the same way they did to us girls. Whether that’s true or not, that’s how it felt and even though Red and I were too old to care that much, we still make sure to point out any injustices to my parents immediately.

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When the kids are in Pre-K through Kindergarten, they have a Leader Day each month.  And on their Leader Day, the kids are required to bring in a snack for the whole class. Snack is typically in the morning around 10ish and nothing- nothing- got me more fired up when Scorch was little than unhealthy snacks. Who in their right mind would send in Oreos to a classroom full of itty bitty kids to eat at 10 am?! Seriously- how hard is it to go out and get some fruit or muffins or crackers and cheese to at least give the impression that you are striving towards healthy food??

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I have a cold. The Bean has a cold.  We were both up for over an hour in the middle of the night as she tried to get back to sleep so we’re both exhausted right now. Between work, school, running errands and getting Scorch to lacrosse practice, we had all of 5 minutes to dart into the grocery store to pick out a snack for her Leader Day tomorrow.

Which is why my kid is bringing in Rice Krispie Treats for the class tomorrow.

Blame it on my cold. Blame it on the fact that the Bean is my 2nd kid and I’m tired. But just don’t interrupt me as I enjoy a pre-packaged sugar bomb that I’m blessing a class of 25 kids with tomorrow!

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About Heather

I adore my family, writing, books, cats, lazy mornings in bed, and chocolate. I'll never say no to breakfast for dinner, long talks with friends and lazy summer days at the pool with family. I've somehow morphed into a crazy sports mom, a skier and someone who lifts weights. My life is often crazy, always awesome and one I'm so happy to be living!

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