It is so cold today that even though I worked from home until the temperature climbed to the single-below-zero-digits and wore my heaviest sweater (which came in my first Stitch Fix and gets worn every other week which is as often as I feel like I can wear something before I wear it too much), I have turned the temperature up to 75 in my office and have not taken off my gloves.
Winter is the worst.
Not the worst? Special person night at preschool. Cooper LOVEs preschool, and when the invitation came home for one person to attend an hour-long mock school day with him, I was pretty sure he'd choose me. After all, he calls me his baby cakes pie.
I was right!
He did pick me to be his special person, and because I am the room parent for his class, I had to make the snack. His teacher refused all baked goods or homemade treats, so I dutifully assembled an army of snack bots. That all fell the hell apart on the way to school, which was dumb. Then the whole time his class played in the gym, I was taping dumb, dumb dum-dum arms back on and Cooper was saying "Where my mommy? I want my mommy play me." AWESOME and TOTALLY MOTY.
Dorothy showing her mad letter skills and Cooper mocking me:
Cooper talking about V-Day
Jack crazy dancing