I don't know when our first official day of school will happen.
No. I don't.
If I had my way, it would be, oh, I dunno.
Even though I don't know when the 2010-2011 school year is going to start. Officially. At all.
I've got school supplies.
I chose today - completely at random - to do this shopping.
It was one of those moments, "Hey. Now is good."
On the way there, I warned the kids. I warned them good.
"If my headache is worse when we leave this store, we will go no where else. We will head. straight. home. Do you understand?"
Apparently, this warning was best heeded by Mini-Me. The responsible adult in our group. She practically stressed out before we left the office supply store. I bought her some pink stuff to make it up to her, though. She likes pink.
We ended up with crayons, markers, colored pencils, erasers, sharpeners for the colored pencils, a few packs of paper (Why are they so small nowadays?) and a few odds and ends. Because I like odds and ends.
When we left, the timing was perfect. Bubbles, who seems to choose when it is conducive to her to obey and when it is not, decided to stand in front of the automatic doors. We'd move her away. Then she'd go back when we were distracted by the actual purchasing of the supplies.
She sent the automatic door into shock. I think she had help, but I'm not sure. I was purchasing.
J-man kept shoving things at James the clerk. "I just want to help it go faster."
"James is going as fast as he can. It just seems slow because you're 6."
James agreed with me.
We went to Target after we left Staples. We got a nifty Dora backpack for Bubbles, because "Hey, it's cool." We got Mini-me a new pencil case and we went Lego shopping.
The rest of the trip was fine. We had fun, I think. It wasn't awful. There was no fit in the store. Always a good sign. There was no fit when we were leaving the store. Definitely a good sign.
The evening was a bit rocky. I'm not sure why. It just was. Tensions were building, I guess, and decided to break over playing with the new box of Legos. J-man was especially sensitive.
Still. Something must have gone right somewhere.
As he was snuggled in bed, being told to be still (for the umpteenth time) he sighed and said, "I like my family."
Aw. ... Melt my heart.
I needed to hear that. Sometimes I wonder if they're all going to move to the four corners of the globe.
So tonight at least.... We're all good. I realize that has nothing to do with school supplies...but it might not have happened if I hadn't had that random moment to buy Cray0la products.
I'm okay with that.