Sunday Evening Together

...wherein we talk about our day, discuss our plans for the week, flirt playfully, and relax in each other's arms, just glad to be sharing the moment, beacuse we love each other so much.

Or, this:

Carl: Hey, Mo! Look at this movie I found on TV! It's about these four girls, and they all like these pants, and they seem to be best of friends! Isn't that the girl from Ugly Betty?

Mo: Oooh! Sisterhood of the Traveling-

Carl: *already upstairs playing World of Warcraft*

Mo: balls.

Wicked Stepmommy

Erin: You guys have so many coats, and I only have one.
Me: Erin. You have other coats. You just don't like them. Do you think we like all of our coats?
Erin: But you have cool coats, and I only have one that I even like.
Me: That's because you are poor and we don't like you.

Did anyone else see the lunar eclipse the other night? It was amazing. It was cold as balls out, though.

Erin: [parphrased] OMG I can't believe I slept in till ten minutes before I gotta get on the bus and don't even have time to brush my hair or have breakfast OMG!!
Me: Here, have a poptart.
Erin: We have poptarts? Where did you get this???
Me: The secret house where we keep all of the good stuff.

Like Peanut Butter Captain Crunch. And Tastycakes. And poptarts. All for us.

Blissy

I love this moment.

This is the moment that comes after I've interviewed for the job, and after I've done a great 20 minute "lesson" audition for the class, but before I find out whether or not they will hire me. Because once I find out....well. I'll either be very disappointed and left wondering why I'm not good enough, or be faced with the prospect of actually teaching. Classes. In a school. By myself. Away from Wendy every day.

But right now, I am content. Celabratory, even. With glasses of wine and chocolatey treats, all patting myself on the back for wowing them with my astonishing wit and humor and natural report with the kids and inate hireablility. (Except for the part where I said "It was good ta meetchy'all" to the interview panel. That was stupid.)

It is a maternity leave fill-in kind of job. It would only be for the next couple of months, but it would be a great experience and maybe get my foot in the door with the district. AND it would be a lot more money than regular subing. Like, I'd be forking over a fifth of my paycheck to the babysitter lady instead of half. That's right. I'm desparately trying to break into teaching for the money.

That's really what it's been about all along. So y'all send hire-Mo vibes out there for me, k? Mama wants a new pair of Sketchers.