I need a pause button.
Like, for example, when you're watching something really good, like "Nine By Design" or "The Hills" or "The City" for that matter and someone (ahem, Mike) tries to talk to you about who these people are and what is going on and who is on drugs? and why do you watch this?
Excuse me, I am watching this. Can everyone (this means you, Mike) please quiet down (er, shut up) while Stephanie and KC have it out? This is important.
Ella is all about the pause button, too. She asks us to do it in the middle of rousing games of eye spy.
"Mommy, I have to go to the potty. Pause the game!"
or in bed..."Mommy, I have to feed Goldy (her goldfish). Pause the story!"
I need the pause button for Ella.
She's just getting too old. I registered her for kindergarten today.
A bus. Real school. Homework. Gone...all day? All week? Waahhh...
I am so not ready.
At a red light the other day, I saw one of those stickers on the back of the car in front of me with her school on it. A silly magnet set me off. I was immediately the weirdo, crying in her car, alone.
My baby is growing up and while that is all natural and good, I am not zen about it. I am not welcoming this with open arms. Rather with teary eyes and an armful of tissues and mandatory "cuddle time" with the almost 5 year old.
Pre school graduation is looming. Invest in Kleenex stock today. You'll thank me this fall.
Where, seriously, where did the time go?