After my shitty smug post yesterday about grading, I FORGOT TO GRADE THE REST OF THE FRIDAY STACK of papers because I SUCK. And I was doing more important things like changing sheets (actually NOT more important), shopping for a suffragist costume to wear to the polls and to my class on Tuesday (might be AS important), and taking the kids to to the zoo because the big kids had early dismissal (definitely MORE important-- harry is 10. How many more years is he going to want to got to the zoo and play at the park with all his siblings?)
Early dismissal was such a clusterfuck because the little kids and the big kids got out at the same time, and I meant to get the little kids early, but then I got caught up in sheets and grading and forgot, so Jack had to let himself into the house because Harry was on safety patrol. Jack din't mind AT ALL and was kind of pissed that I got home only 3 literal minutes after him because he wanted some alone time on his computer.
Okay-- you guys know I think I want to have another baby even though basically every person in my life tells me what a bad idea it is? Well, a point in their favor after our zoo trip which was stroller free, diaper free (I took my big purse to carry all the coats), and SO EASY. It was just me at the zoo with 4 people-- and 2 of them could even read their own damn signs and spout the animal facts that I always feel silly reading out loud in case I am saying something wrong and another parent hears me and thinks I am an idiot. (Shut up.).
The kids ALWAYS run the monkey house to test their arm span, but yesterday, Jack took things to a whole new level and posed next to ANY cardboard animal he could find, even ones that didn't offer a measurement. It drove Harry bananas by the end of the trip.