What a Week

I never thought I would say write this, but I'm actually glad to see Monday here.  I needed to go back to work to recover from last week and from my weekend.

To make a long week short I will try to briefly explain the craziness: 

Tuesday I attended G's end of the year preschool program.

Brent had a huge project due at the end of the week so most nights he wasn't able to get home until 10:00 at the earliest.  Which left me to be a single Mommy. 

On Thursday morning I attended a funeral that was a 2 1/2 hour drive from our home.  I also attended B's end of Kindergarten program that afternoon. 

B had a baseball game Friday night.  Brent was still working so I took all 3 kids to the game on my own.  G managed to put several LARGE hand fulls of dugout dirt in his hair while I was talking with a parent of a former student . . . I was so proud!

Brent left town early Saturday morning to attend a family function 6 hours away.  B had another baseball game Saturday afternoon.

When we arrived home later that afternoon I was in the process of putting our house back together when the following conversation occurred:

*Background info.  G was told to put the toys away that were on the floor in his room.  He has a tall shelf where his Nemo stuffed animal belongs.  I told him I would help him get Nemo on the shelf.  He came down stairs and told me that he put everything away, even Nemo.*