First time mamas of kindies

So Monday was the day. THE DAY! The day in which the little person I've groomed to be polite, kind, and well-behaved to go to kindergarten. He told me to be brave and I've been soaking up this summer with him as he knows mama is sad! I had no idea how freaking sad I would be!! I held it together pretty well until it was time to leave him. This is what ran through my head: What if he's hungry?! What if he's too shy to tell them he has to potty? What if the kids are mean to him because he wears glasses? What if he kicks those mean kid's ass? Then he'll be labeled as a tough kid who is violent! He's so sweet! It's not fair to label him.  He was only defending himself. What if he breaks his glasses?  What if he gets tired and refuses to do his work? What if the teacher loses him? I could go on.....

So all you kindie moms, we will get through this! We will volunteer in our kids class, we will go eat lunch with them at 10 am (seriously, I can't pick up lunch at chic fil a yet! It's still breakfast!), we will walk our kids to their rooms in the morning, and wait an hour in the car rider line to pick up our precious babies so they don't have to wait. PTA will stand for parents there always!  

I sure hope my littlest allows all this to happen! Maybe this is when I'll invest in one of those terrible "baby leashes".  I'm seriously NOT for them but I don't judge...I get it! I've got a wild toddler and strap him to a stroller and it's like he's being electrocuted and the straps are poking needles in him. 

Lord, please let the weekend come quickly so that I can have my baby all day with me! 

The first one!

So a bit about me. I've blogged before- about my wedding planning and about my offspring (seriously, the cutest,craziest kids ever and yes...I helped make them! And pray for me as I help to raise them!) but this one is for me. I am not sure where this will go or what I actually blog about. Maybe I'll let you know which Pinterest ideas are a total bust and which are doable. Maybe I'll complain about how tired I always am or how much my husband works or how he often forgets that I'm a princess and should be treated like so ( I kind-of Kidd!) or maybe I will discover a hidden talent and show you how to do something extraordinary (I wouldn't count on it) or possibly I will inspire others (don't spit your food out from laughing...I could be inspirational...hmm okay, I could probably find you a quote that would inspire). Anywho! Whatever this blog may become, I am anxious to write about whatever my heart desires. So the name of the blog is very fitting, suits your fancy is a southern phrase that means to do whatever makes you happy or pleases you. My dirty little mind,as I was writing the meaning, went straight to what my husband's answer to that would be. It's probably every mans. I'll leave it at that. My mom or his may read this someday, you know?! Ohhhh right, I was talking a little about myself. So I was a teacher but now am staying home eating Bon bons(I have no idea what Bon bons are...). My oldest is about to start kindergarten and I'm like noooooo I missed it. So My seriously awesome husband said it was cool if I could stay home plus have you seen how much child care is?! Holy moly! Why in the world should I have to pay people to do what I want to do? So I am staying home with my 3 year old and taking (sniff sniff) my 5 year old to school while mommy and daddy work on a sibling. Bow chicks wow wow. That's probably my husband's favorite part. Wink wink. Ohhh right his mom! So yes, I'm a mom, a wife, a blogger, and still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up but for now, I'm going to just suit my fancy!