Well, I am sitting up in my bedroom....and I fear at any moment I might be swallowed up by the endless school supplies in my midst. Lord, it looks like an elementary school threw up in here.

With all these kiddos I dare say I have enough school supplies for an army or two. As I sort through the countless piles of folders, binders, crayons, glue sticks etc....I find myself wondering something. Did I have to have this much crap when I went to school??

Why does it seem like Momma must have just sent me to school the first day with some new crayons, a sack lunch, and some pencils?? Oh, maybe there was a Trapper Keeper or two in the mix. My kids seem to require one of FREAKING everything. I'm starting to worry that I might get lost in the midst of school supply Hell. If you don't hear from me in the next few days call the hotline.

R is out of town. I had every intention of getting the kids to bed and coming up to my room to sort this stuff...label it, check the list and recheck the list, but I seem to have lost my fire. Right now I would love nothing more than to just throw it all in one big pile and set a match to it. I know...demented right?

Tonight at dinner, as we sat around the table talking about school starting one of the kids asked me in a very serious tone, "Why don't we home school?" As I looked around at all of their "shining" spaghetti covered faces it was all I could do to not choke on my food.

My GAWD, could ya'll see me home schooling? Now that would make for great entertainment wouldn't it?? I wonder if I would totally lose my mind in a matter of days or moments?? Who am I kidding? I'd be done for before the 1st day!

My hats off to Mothers who are brave enough to school their kids at home. I, on the other hand would fail miserably in that arena. I am thankful beyond words for all the wonderful teachers out there who are brave enough to teach my wild tribe of children. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. THANK YOU!!!!

I suppose I should try and sort this stuff. R just called and I told him I was making progress. I did not however explain to him that "progress" in this case would only be defined as removing the stuff from the shopping bags and scattering it around the room. I like to refer to it as disorganized chaos! Awww, what he doesn't know won't hurt him. Anyway, I think he should share in the fun.

Hope all is well in your world tonight. Take care out there....and enjoy the last few days of summer ya'll!

AM