Miss M (and a visit to see Santa)

This is my favorite picture of Miss M. Her hair isn't crazy. She isn't running around like a goofball. She's not doing a silly cheese face. She's just standing there and her sweet perfect little face is captured.  I love this face. 

Grandma D came up this weekend. She had to save Christmas and all with presents.  I figured since I had another set of hands it would be fun to take the kids to the mall to see Santa.  I couldn't have done it by myself especially with Big Willie being scared of the Chick-Fil-A cow.  We rode the Thomas train around while we waited for Santa to finish come back from break.  The kids are in there - they are just hard to see - the train was going pretty fast.

Big Willie didn't shake as violently as he did with the Chick-Fil-A cow but he still wasn't having any part of Santa. Grandma had to take him away and the girls got their pictures taken without him.  Santa gave Miss M suckers on the way out. I wonder if he would be more willing to visit with Santa if he had a sucker in hand. I was really impressed with Santa. He was so nice to Miss M and asked her all kinds of questions like how old she was and if she was in school. He didn't rush her off to take the next picture. She was so happy.

As I mentioned earlier Miss M had a cough/cold that was worse at night. She was coughing so much it sounded awful. It must have woken her up b/c she crawled into our bed in the middle of the night and ended up getting all cozy and sleeping there the rest of the night. Why do kids sleep like maniacs.  

Currently she's in bed sleeping in a t-shirt and shorts.  She told me they were so cozy. I predict she will be up early due to being cold.  I didn't have the energy to fight today.  I don't have much pep in my step today as the kids have been sick. I took a nap while Miss M was at school and the other two were sleeping this afternoon and overslept. I got a phone call from the school saying Miss M was in the office and I should come pick her up. I hate to know what these people think of me. I go to school everyday looking like a hobo. Good thing Miss M isn't embarrassed of my appearance yet. I should be more embarrassed but I don't have the energy for it.  It's a good thing I am on the board for the preschool as I am hoping it buys me some forgiveness when I do stupid things like shut off an alarm and forget to  pick up my kid. It's amazing to me that I used to have my stuff semi-together. I used to wake up and shower and go to a job and not get fired. These days I can't hardly get my teeth brushed. I picked Miss M up from school on Monday and had my glasses on - never a good sign of how the day is progressing - and one of the little kids in her class asked why I had my glasses on. I told him it was because I was lazy. After I thought about it more I thought I probably hadn't brushed my teeth since the two usually go hand in hand. Tomorrow is a new day.  Let's hope for a better day.