It's Not A Date!

So, school has started for the Diva and Ajers and we're kind of getting into a routine; the routine being Diva and I sleep as late as possible, while Ajers gets up at like 6 a.m, puts his clothes on, brushes his teeth, and--ACK!--uses some Axe deodorant (is it really possible for a SECOND GRADER to have such horrible B.O?). After Diva's alarm clock buzzes at 7 a.m. for fifteen full minutes before either she or I hear it, Ajers comes up and nicely wakes us up because HE CAN HEAR IT ALL THE WAY DOWNSTAIRS yet Diva and I are slumbering away in La-La Land. Thank God one of us is an early bird!

Of course, Tukey is still asleep then. He doesn't start preschool till next week so I've promised him some special time, as the third child usually gets left in the dust, and man, that poor kid is covered in dust!

So, yesterday just he and I went to the zoo. On the car ride there, he tells me, "You know, I'm not a baby anymore."

I know, I know. And it's breaking my heart. And also breaking my heart that he'll be FOUR on Friday. But then he reassures me that he will still be my baby sometimes. Good!

We go to the zoo and have a really nice time with each other, and I like to joke with him that 'we're on a date' which makes him really, really mad.

Today, we ran some errands and met friends for lunch but even before we got out of the garage, he informs me:

"Remember, this is not a date. We are not on a date."

"What do you do on a date?" I ask.

"THIS IS NOT A DATE!"

"I know, I know; You've made that very clear. But... what do people do when they ARE on a date?"

"You smushy kiss."