We're getting up slow, Bear and I. This morning's agenda:

After snuggle and breakfast, we're making snacks for the birds and the squirrels (but not the one living in the attic. He's SO not invited) by stringing stale bread, rolling it in peanut butter, and then patting on a thick layer of birdseed.

I got the idea from Cheryl last year and have Been Informed By Ye Yonder Child that it is now something we do 'Every Year". (This reminds me of that division President who once got huffy with my ass, because I wasn't using the 'Standard Template' for my status reports. Later his secretary told me that they'd only been created the month before. See how the corporate world SO prepares you for stubborn kindergartners?)

In any event, we hang them on the trees in the yard and watch them disappear.

It was intended for the multitude of birds, but around here.... well, you can't deny the will of the Suburban Squirrel, I tell you. Even with a fully charged taser and swear words from 5 languages (the better to protect a certain red-headed's ears, although lately I have the sneaking suspicion that he's beginning to learn my Fre-Ice-Lish... "Farðu í rassgat! Begone, mutant rodent! M'emmerdes!" and then he says "Yeah!")

Then we're going to clean a bit, and decorate a bit from the boxes of Christmas that we brought up from the cellar last night. (And by 'we', I mean CD - despite his bad back.)

After waffles (Brunch 'cuz kindergarten starts at 12), we'll tackle our home-school-work - maze books, puzzles, writing practice. Finish with a book report about Tyrannosaurus Rex for his teacher for extra credit.

Then wash up, get dressed, and drop Bear at school and I'll head off to do some secret shopping for a certain Ho-Ho-Ho event....

Oh, God.

I'm looking at this narrative and I just realized....

I'm one of those mothers.

Egads.

But... but... just last year, I was a suave, respected medium-sized muckety....

No.

Wait.

I was NEVER suave.

Ah, that's all right then.

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