{"id":887,"date":"2012-05-02T19:31:35","date_gmt":"2012-05-03T02:31:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog2.queenoframbles.com\/?p=887"},"modified":"2012-05-02T19:31:35","modified_gmt":"2012-05-03T02:31:35","slug":"madness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog2.queenoframbles.com\/?p=887","title":{"rendered":"Madness"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I can&#39;t believe how crazy this week has been. I&#39;m getting a new bathtub, which means we&#39;ve been using our super powered tiny cubicle of doom shower. That starts the day off on a weird note. I must have my nice shower to wake up properly.<\/p>\n<p>There is no such thing as a nice shower in the cubicle of doom. The showerhead has such high pressure that it practically knocks you over. Fast-forward to 4:02 and you&#8217;ve got my shower experience.<br \/>\n <iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/dlrtQb24Qxw\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>But you should see my new bathtub! It&#39;s not anything super fancy, but it is way, way better than the original! I can&#39;t wait to take a big soak on Friday.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#39;t bathe my kids very often, so I thought not being able to bathe them for a couple of days wouldn&#39;t be a problem.<\/p>\n<p>Hahahahahaahaha.<\/p>\n<p>I must bathe them more than I thought. They were filthy the first night. Disgusting the second night. Tonight? There was simply no way they could go another night without a bath. I took my clothes off and had them get in the shower of doom. I thought they would scream, but they thought getting a beat down from streams of water was hilarious.<\/p>\n<p>All this means that we have a worker bee at the house all day long. He&#39;s a really nice guy and very quiet. I don&#39;t know how he can work for hours and hours all by himself without a radio. I would be going nuts. It&#39;s just weird having another person around.<\/p>\n<p>Not that I&#39;m around much.  I&#8217;m making the most of my mom&#8217;s last week of free babysitting.<\/p>\n<p>On Monday I went to the dermatologist and had a full body scan done. He took off two moles&#8211;one from my knee because he thought it looked bad and one from my face because I thought it looked bad.  He told my I was a very cystic person.  His eyes about bugged out of his head when he asked about my laprosopic wound and I told him I had a teratoma removed.<\/p>\n<p>Today and yesterday were completely insane. I had MOMS Club things in the morning, then had to go volunteer at the book fair for a few hours. Holy hell. How did I ever teach children? I can&#39;t stand to be in a room full of children. What am I going to do about a career when Elsa gets older? I don&#39;t think I can go back to that. The noise. The questions. The lies. The yells. The giggling over Justin Beiber.  It wears a person out.<\/p>\n<p>I met Erik&#39;s long term sub and really liked her. She gave him a packet of &quot;challenge&quot; math and wanted to talk to me about it. She kept telling me that if he got frustrated it was ok. He didn&#39;t have to do it. Don&#39;t pressure him. Blah blah blah.<\/p>\n<p>I told her it would be no problem and that his biggest complaint about kindergarten is the lack of &quot;real&quot; math. I don&#39;t think she quite believed me, but she should be impressed tomorrow. He did the whole packet tonight (three worksheets that involved adding three digits together like 4+8+3). He said it was the most fun thing he&#39;s ever done in kindergarten. His only complaint was that it wasn&#39;t hard enough. I&#39;m sure it will be a shock since he only did a couple of homework assignments in April. The fight is just not worth it. It&#39;s so hard for me to not force him to do homework because I am overly responsible, but the cost\/benefit analysis leaves homework on the &quot;not gonna fight it&quot; category.<\/p>\n<p>One of these days I will stop running around like a crazy woman. I don&#39;t know when that day will come.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I can&#39;t believe how crazy this week has been. I&#39;m getting a new bathtub, which means we&#39;ve been using our super powered tiny cubicle of doom shower. That starts the day off on a weird note. I must have my nice shower to wake up properly. 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