Those of you that have been visiting the circus for awhile now, know that I am a big wimp. Particularly when it comes to driving. I don’t like driving AT ALL. In fact on all of our grand driving vacations as we go gallivanting around the country, I have driven a total of 0 miles. Scott always drives, I am always the copilot… I know it’s very 1950s of us. But it works.

Round here our fairies do more than just fly around sprinkling pixy dust. They dribble soccer balls and don football jerseys.

When my son asked if he could bring his light sabers or guns to his sisters first soccer practice, I said no. Because sometimes it is awkward to deal with the whole gun issue out in public. Obviously I forgot that little boys will turn absolutely anything into a gun. So today I said what the heck, bring the gun. Which apparently translated to, go crazy, carry a gun in each hand and a concealed weapon… Heck, why not wear the entire uniform!

I asked Scott to explain Pi to the kids yesterday as we ate our Chicken Pot Pie in celebration of Pi day (3/14). I knew he would do a better job than I, as I would have probably just showed them the symbol and told them it equaled 3.14 Because folks, that pretty much sums up what I know about Pi. He however drew them a picture of a circle, taught them about diameter and then went on to tell them that you need a little (.

Lately I have found myself biting back tears and praying for wisdom as I work with my daughter on obedience and respect. These battles leave me tired and stretched and yearning for some chocolate chip cookie dough and a bottle of coca cola classic. One battle area for us has been over her having to wear her eye patch. Seems the novelty has faded and she really doesn’t like wearing it.

Exciting things are happening round the circus parts this week and it’s only Tuesday!! Sunday, I ran a half marathon with my FIL. My friend, who had to run a half marathon in order to see me in real life, also ran but she was so stinking fast that I am glad I caught her in line for the potty before the race, b/c there was no seeing her after that.

“Momma, don’t we look beautiful?” As I praised them for their lovely fashion choices and snapped picture upon picture of their dress up fun, it dawned on me that this was an opportunity to reinforce what true beauty is. Ya know, I said. To be truly beautiful, you have to be kind and loving to others. In fact, you can be wearing the prettiest dress ever, but if you act mean and unkind to others, you aren’t beautiful.

Container of dish soap: $2.00 Chip in my favorite coffee mug: $10.00 Keeping 2 sisters happy and entertained for an hour: Priceless

Look at those chubby hands stuffing his face I seriously couldn’t stop clicking the camera Oh, little man, you have captured your Momma’s heart