I Have Waited My Whole Life

Finally after 4 days of printing, copying, cutting, and pasting--my planner is complete. I think to myself next year I will pass on the "custom made" planner. Though it has everything I need, it has cost me time, money, and printer ink. (Franklin Covey is not looking so expensive right now.)

While waiting for the pages to print out, I thought that I would update all my address and contact information. Again, another timely project. All the while, Rick still wondered about dinner and Noah wanted to know what I was hiding below that mountain of laundry.Tomorrow, laundry will be the top of my priority list, ah that is after the invitations. Noah would like to have a party for his Teddy Bears and other Stuffed Animals. He had it planned down to the last detail. He wanted to build a fort or tent out of blankets. For nibbling, pizza and cookies were placed on the menu. I am game. Actually it would be a nice retreat for Noah's Mom. I wondered if he would care if I hired out for someone to give me a pedicure while the rest of the gang colors and plays.

The last planner page had just been printed. I decided it would be nice to have a paper copy of the addresses to put in with my planner. I hit the "PRINT" button. Out came one nice color copy of "Go Diego, Go."That is odd. I remembered Noah had been on my computer. After the seventh copy, I checked the status of print jobs--82!!!! Oh I must have a talk with Noah. One by one I canceed his print jobs. I'm sure there is a way to "DELETE" them all at once, I just haven't figured that out yet. Deleting--also a timely project...and Rick wonders where I spend all my time.

Noah came in with a stack of sealed envelopes. I guess he grew impatient. He has done the invitations himself and is waiting for me to deliver them. Thank goodness he didn't find the stamps. He uses stamps like stickers.Yes, even the mail we send out can become very costly.

Noah cried because the party wasn't tonight--a school night. I told him he could have the party on Friday or Saturday. Tearfully he responded,"wha wha we wha ee ah teahh." I told him that I couldn't  understand him when he was crying.  He replied, "you heard me!....I have been waiting all my life for this!"

What's a mother to do? I put up the tent at least!

What I have learned from Noah: Noah knows how to use a copier, he is an expert at party planning and even Noah, in his young age...waits his whole life for things.