{"id":678,"date":"2009-08-28T16:19:00","date_gmt":"2009-08-28T20:19:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=678"},"modified":"2009-08-28T16:19:00","modified_gmt":"2009-08-28T20:19:00","slug":"a-batty-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=678","title":{"rendered":"A Batty Day!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/SphRktlKfkI\/AAAAAAAACT8\/mtlhw7VnTik\/s1600-h\/FlyingFox_468x697.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;\" src=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/SphRktlKfkI\/AAAAAAAACT8\/mtlhw7VnTik\/s400\/FlyingFox_468x697.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375135846419299906\" \/><\/a><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/>Wow!  Today was a full day.  I am exhausted by the constant need of mommy today.  Not so much the physical exertion but the emotional one.<\/span><\/p>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">The boys were just busy and full of energy and then some.  On the way to get a few heads of hair tamed, Sammy and Tyler wrestled, punched, slapped and laughed the whole way.  I was stressed by the interaction waiting for a breaking sound or crying.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">Then there was the &#8220;keep away Zach&#8217;s ball cap&#8221; game while Zach was screeching for it.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">Then there was who was going to sit in the back&#8230;<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">It was on going.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">To add to the stress of my day&#8230; while at the school with a great group of ladies there to clean out the portable&#8230; I made my way to the office.  As I walked down the hall this black THING flies past me&#8230; I could have touched it&#8230;  I<\/span>  <span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:x-large;\"><b><i>SCREAMED <span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-style: normal;\">  <span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-weight: normal;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">and<\/span><\/span><\/span><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\"> <\/span><\/i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\" font-weight: normal;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">d<\/span><\/span><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-weight: normal; \"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">ucked into the office shutting both doors as Rena, our sweet, calm secretary goes and tell our principal there&#8217;s a BAT!!!  ( I am shivering even as I write it!!!)<\/span><\/span><\/b><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">I am hiding out in the office.. in walks  Mr. S &#8230; I see his face (the expression he had on was similar to ones  I had seen on my boys faces) and saw a thing in his hand as he throw it at me.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">OK&#8230; I didn&#8217;t even know I had the ability to scream as I did.  I don&#8217;t know WHAT I would have done had he really thrown a bat at me&#8230; but probably would have gone into cardiac arrest!<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">Oh MY GOODNESS!<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">I really was scared but that turned into embarrassment as I realized I had been teased.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">What do they say about PAYBACK?  Any ideas are welcome&#8230; especially from you, Mrs. S!<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">I think that little experience exhausted me!  Mr.S did come and apologize saying he didn&#8217;t know I was really scared!  OK&#8230; forgiven but NOT forgotten!<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:small;\">So was my day full of testosterone.  I love it.  All of it for the most part.  But today I could have used a bit of pink and fluff in my day.  I wonder where I can get some cotton candy!<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:x-large;\"><b><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-weight: normal; \"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:medium;\"><\/span><span class=\"Apple-style-span\"  style=\"font-size:medium;\"> <\/span><\/span><\/b><\/span><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Wow! Today was a full day. I am exhausted by the constant need of mommy today. Not so much the physical exertion but the emotional one. The boys were just busy and full of energy and then some. 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