In the past 24 hours

I have not stopped but for sleep.  The world has been racing and I have felt desperate to cling on its coattails.  So much seems to be happening so fast I just want to take a step back and observe for a second.  Today started with 2 dys-regulated kiddos and a basketball rolling out of the garage at just the right second to reverse the door, forcing me to pull back up the drive to get the basketball out of the way and in doing so step on a large wad of gum.  nice. Its going to be one of THOSE kind of days.  Change your space I told myself.  Drawing a blank, well onward.   Off to picking up a poop pan, have 5 tons of dirt dumped on our drive + 8 yds of mulch, then off again to get K early and out of her routine which always makes for a great day especially being that we were headed to a new ENT doc.  The whirlwind appointment lasted about 5 sec. and ended with the word "surgery".  Well, not totally unexpected but enlightening in the fact that her humongous tonsils and adenoids might be part of the peeing issues we are seeing.  Wondering now if that might not be the only connection.  Barely make it out of x-ray before E2 plays Tarzan on the very expensive x-ray equipment and the cell phone is ringing off the hook, do i know where K is the school asks? Why yes, she is right here, didn't you get the note i sent yesterday??? Few min's later, call from the same number, strange, nope this time another contact from someone else at the school getting N listed for evaluation for the bilingual class (cheers in the background).  Off to pick up E1 and N at school just in the nick of time and avoid it if I could, or would, it just wasn't happening, K wants to go in...sigh....she really hasn't been back to the preschool she left earlier in the year due to the behavioral problems she was having there.  Yes, I tried to play it cool, but the second she walked in the door, it was clear the brain scramble was on.  I held her hand as we walked through her old classroom and this glassed look just came over her face.  Her old teacher walked in and I tried to give her the words for a polite greeting, but she was clamped shut, it was like returning to the scene of a massacre.  The kids came back and unbelievably, many remembered her name, even though she was only there for a week.  They came up to hug her which only caused her to withdraw further, ok, time to leave.  Nice seeing you all, sorry I almost poked your eyes out and pinched all of you! Off to RE class and a visit to the park that somehow resulted in every self inflicted  injury known to man (note to self - restock band-aides in the car),draw happy faces on all the kids hands as a reminder when they look down how others want to be treated,  home, margarita from scratch made lovingly with very old dehydrated limes, playing scantily clad paper dolls with the girls (seriously, they look like little hookers and they even give you some money to put in their hands like they just did a lap dance or something), conversation with E2 about how he will ask God to make me fast, then he decides to take back his request to God because he says I am already too fast (guess he didn't hear me wheezing at the park earlier), recapping the day and giving it to God.