Do They Ever Stop Talking?
Mood:  caffeinated
Howdy All,

I've had a bit too much coffee today...Have you tried the limited edition coffeemate coconut creme creamer? OK...the stuff is yummy. Really REALLY yummy. But because of it, I feel like a chihuahua on speed...HOOOOOAAAHHHHHHH!

My children (well, the two older ones anyhow) have not stopped talking since like last Tuesday....I hear chatter in my sleep, I hear cartoons in my dreams, my "quiet place" is routinely interrupted by Jonah's growls, Sam's screaming "MOMEEEE" and Daniel's sometimes incessant whining....

And, when you feel like you can't get one more thing on your plate....guess who tells you he volunteered you to make hot chocolate for his softball game? GRRRRRR...but really, its OK... Its a complete honored to make hot cocoa for the preferred Softball team of God. I'm there...wouldn't miss it for the world...especially since its a playoff game and "God's Team" is #3 and the "good" team (although not God's preferred team) that they were supposed to play tonight (did I mention that God's team's playing at 9:30 at night...in November...when the high temp of the day was 39*...worth mentioning) anyhow, the "good team" got beat last night, so now team in 3rd place (God's team) is playing the team ranked #11 (and therefore, clearly NOT God's team) and therefore the players on God's preferred team seem sure they will win...but if God's Team's Captain's wife doesn't make hot cocoa for the "boys" then for some reason, they may no longer be the preferred team of God and this is one wife who just can't bear to allow that to happen. I'm feeling the pressure....but Holy SMOKES....its gonna be like 2* on that artificially lit field (because, as I think I've mentioned...the game is at a very convenient time...9:30 PM) so, God's team or not...the guys need hot cocoa...and its on me. And I don't think I have enough thermos containers to get Hot cocoa for ten guys (and the cheering section)....this could be a problem....but is it really a problem if its for God's preferred team? Clearly, I need to have a better attitude about the whole softball "thing". He's been playing softball at least one night a week (during the summer it was 2) since like June...so, clearly...I should just joyfully bring the cocoa.... And the kids still haven't stopped talking...I wonder who they get that from...