I'm a lame mama

We made a bird feeder today.

the paint set was beautiful

The last official day of summer, and that's the best I could do. I'm done. I'm tired of being the Official Entertainer/Entertainment of my Five Year Old all summer long. I want to go back to work. I'm a lame mama.

Max was our muse.

Kindergarten is supposed to start tomorrow (finally) and then it's only, like, three hours a day. How am I supposed to work with that kinda schedule! But what I really wonder is how did my mom do it? She had three of us hooligans. *And* she went back to school. And then worked full-time! Then again, how did those crazy pioneer women do it? I'm pretty sure the men back in the day weren't making nutritious meals or playing Hi Ho! Cherry-o! with their little ones.

I'm a lame mama. I need alone time. I thrive in peace and quiet, when I can hear the birds chirping.. huh. Birds. Well, as least we made them a bird feeder this summer.

At least they could do a fly-by..