I Need My Fairy Wings On

Lilly has been getting up too early these days, like 7. I'm still in the middle of getting Nathan and Emma breakfast and ready for school, it throws a whole extra person in the stew. She peeked around the kitchen corner this morning in the fairy costume that she slept in and I saw her and said "Ahhk, Lilly, you're up too early." and she held up her wings and said "I wanted to put on my wings." (She couldn't sleep in her wings, we had to take them off for bedtime.)

So I reattached her wings. I do understand the need to be a full fairy as early as possible in the morning.

Then she was zooming around pressing the shiny medallion on her costume because it gives her superpowers to kill people she says.

Then she and Emma were playing in the war zone room that is Moose's old room, through the hole in the wall (it is actually a doorway, but looks like a square bomb made it). They were playing Scrabble. Emma said "She's winning!" It's bad when you're playing Scrabble with someone who can't read, and they're winning. I told Emma you can't HELP her. So basically Emma was playing herself and then losing to herself, but Lilly was putting the tiles on.

Alot goes on here before 8 a.m. In fact, the day is pretty much over by 9. It's all a slow slide into tired, hell and feeding people. Unless we go to McDonald's and I can knit or read while the kids play. Yesterday I took lunch to the park so Lilly could play with her tiny friends after school and I talked to the moms - asian mom, fat mom, teacher mom and me, slacker mom. I said to them all, I don't know how everyone looks so put together and organized. I feel like I'm crawling through every day just barely hanging on. Then they all said they were crawling through each day too. But why does no one say that? And why does everyone have time for nice outfits, crafts and patient voices?

That reminds me, I want to go to Michael's and get more stuff we can glue.

When I left Lilly at preschool in her fairy costume this morning, and led her over to the play kitchen where Hannah was dressed in her Sleeping Beauty costume. There was also Maya, the asian kid, whom Lilly likes, but Maya does not like princesses, and she does NOT need help putting her fairy wings on. I wanted to kick Maya in the face. Lilly started to explain what the medallion does on her fairy costume and I jumped in and gently encouraged Lilly that maybe when you press the medallion, pixie dust sprays out and everyone can fly. They all seemed to like that. Thank God, otherwise Lilly would be racking up a dead body count at preschool.