Friday, December 14, 2012
--I'm blogging from Aniston's bathroom. She's taking a bath and I'm using my time wisely. :)
--It is a constant struggle to keep the princess from drinking bath water and eating the bubbles. Good grief.
--Speaking of the sweet princess, she's beginning to test boundaries. All. the. time.
--I finished a lot of our Christmas shopping over the summer, but I haven't bought anything since then...other than stuff for Aniston. Tomorrow has been declared a shop-til-it's-all-finished day.
--It stresses me out just a smidge that Christmas is so close.
--I've kicked the hand washing, Germ-Xing, and Clorox wiping up a notch this week. All the yucky stuff going around makes me paranoid.
--Bradley gave Aniston one of her Christmas gifts last Sunday. Bless. Santa needs a lesson in secret-keeping.
Friday Confessions are always upbeat and fun, but I can't end today's post without writing about the tragedy in Connecticut. It's horrifying and heartbreaking. When a colleague shared the news with me, I felt so sick. Those teachers and students went to school today just like my students and I did, and, just like us, they expected a normal day. As both a parent and a teacher, I just can't imagine. My thoughts and prayers are with all those in Newtown.