The Madness Never Stops

Whoa – my Orchestra Mom Chair awaits in all of its olive green plastic-ness, ready for the weekly blog to take shape. *wave* The only difference today is that sectionals are taking place in various rooms adjacent to the one in which I'm sitting, with teachers leading musicians grouped by instrument. Usually I'd camp out in the cello room and be fly-on-the-wall like, but today I'd rather blog in peace and then listen to the entire group rehearse in another hour. No worries here.

So what happened in our little corner of the universe over the week? LOTS. But to avoid putting the blogosphere into a deep coma like slumber, I'll be as brief as possible without leaving readers thinking What is the world is she babbling on about this time? Here goes:

Wouldn't you know, the week started off with a bang as we met with the Peeps' teachers for conferences. As usual, both students are kicking booty with organization skills being the only issue for a certain peep who shall remain nameless, as we already know about this particular problem because it has been ongoing throughout this person's life. But since said person has grown by LEAPS and BOUNDS in this arena, hubs and I glanced at one another when the teacher mentioned organization as being an issue and were all like, YA THINK? Dude, you have not seen A-NY-THING. Overall, we're extremely proud of the Peepsters and hope they continue on this positive track for the rest of their learning careers.

And here's something that bears mentioning: this week involved the last elementary school Valentine's party of all time. Ok well, that is unless we have grandchildren one day and are invited to classroom parties again, but I'm talking the last party for our own youngsters. Unfortunately when kids reach middle school age, teachers/administrators assume school parties are a thing of the past. Dances and home parties take over. Not sure why that is, but it seems so odd that kids celebrate every year up until 5^th grade and then it's completely over for them. Sad, but true. And we wonder why they grow up so fast, right? Um, yeah.

On the appointment front, Hubs and oldest Peep had teeth cleanings and a visit with the orthodontist who informed us that braces are still on hold until 6 more teeth make an exit. Apparently, Peep Girlie's teeth are like that of an 11 year old as opposed to an almost 13 year old, hence the waiting process. Now if she can only stand the repeated Are you ever going to get braces? question from her classmates, we'll continue to wait patiently. Middle school kids can be so cruel especially when it comes to appearance, with teeth getting the worst rap of all. Thank goodness for her confidence and inner strength – so admirable.

Also on the appointment topic, youngest got a haircut but clearly wasn't amused when Diva Stylist Woman described his look as a 'girlie style'. Dude shot lightening bolts right through her when he heard that comment. Daggers, even! Surely, she meant that he had a longer look going on as opposed to the buzz cut style. Anyway, we managed to make it through the appointment with Son Peep sporting a shorter version of his longer 'do. Nobody was hurt, or so we thought anyway.

And now here's an unexpected item worth blogging about, an event that took me by complete surprise Friday evening: Family friends/former neighbors arrived from out of town (husband attending conference) wanting to meet up and visit. Hold. The. Phone. In total shock since the last time we'd connected was @3 years ago while they were living in Washington DC, I couldn't believe my ears! So meet up we did at the hotel in which they were staying, and I was thrilled as ever to see how the kids had grown in so much time. Not only that, but they had a blast playing with electronics while trying to remember one another again. Crazy how kids can forget people they once knew... like they never even knew them at all. How exactly does that happen?