Tuesday

Brennan has a webkinz, a tiger. He sleeps with the webkinz every day, each night and generally just carries the stuffed animal here and there, including to school. He refuses to go to bed without it. The webkinz name is "Luke", an ode to our Star Wars fanatical house. (Aidan's webkinz is, appropriately, named "Ben.")

Today, I forgot Luke at school when I picked up Brennan. I remembered fifty other things: his blanket, his jacket, his Star Wars spaceship, his artwork and notes home, but I forgot the damn webkinz. Unfortunately for me, we didn't realize Luke was missing until right before bed. Thus, it was too late to run over to the school and bring Luke home to Brennan.

Bedtime did not go well tonight. Brennan screamed, howled and yelled at full volume for a good ten minutes. He moved on to a keening cry "I want my webkinz" repeated several hundred times until we could talk him down. I had just calmed him down to a reasonable level when Aidan walked into Brennan's room, seemingly to give a sympathetic smile to his brother, but did so while gleefully throwing his webkinz, "Ben", from arm to arm to remind Brennan of what he had lost.

And then the whole breakdown started all over again. I banished Aidan and Ben, calmed Brennan down and gave him four other stuffed animals to sleep with for the night.

Let's all say a collective prayer that Luke is safe and sound at school in the morning or there may be hell to pay. (Thank God Chris has drop off duties tomorrow morning.)

In other Tuesday news, Aidan's class went on a field trip to a working farm today. His favorite parts of the trip were, "milking the goat" because the milk "was really warm" and "walking through all that poop and pee." He also told me next time he should probably wear boots to the farm, because "wow, there really is a lot of poop and pee." Our valuable tuition dollars at work.

And that, in a nutshell, is our Tuesday.