it really does go so fast...

i'm thinking that the month of may must have been a good one for me in my younger years. well, a horny and fertile month anyway. two more kids' birthdays this weekend, bennett turns 14 tomorrow and the girl turns 7 on sunday...holy crap, when did that happen?

as my kids get older, it seems to be getting easier to do the whole birthday thing. keeping in mind that i am lazy by nature, birthday celebrations have always been a huge pain in the ass for me. i used to go all out when the kids were younger (before you start engraving my name on that MOTY award, you should know that they didn't get their first real birthday parties until they were 4 - about the time i knew they'd remember if they didn't get one - oh yea, it's all about me), but now i am constantly looking for ways to pawn them off (the party, not the kids - although...) on someone else, or at the very least minimize my personal role in them...the girl is still very much into them, but the boys are very easily pacified with sleepovers and pizza. have i mentioned how much i truly love low-maintanence ANYthing?

today i picked up 4 smelly boys from school and brought them home, listened to them fart, burp, play on the 360 and laugh for a couple of hours, fed them pizza (delivered to my door, oh yea - LOVE suburbia!) then dropped them off at the movies armed with movie tickets and $30 for snacks (like this is gonna go far, right?) as well as explicit instructions that if they were to get thrown out of the theatre for any reason, tough luck, they sit out in the cold and wait - this ride rolls on at 9pm; no earlier, no later. have fun, behave - later doods, i've got CSI reruns to watch. (oh yea...that JUST happened). i picked them up a couple of hours later, brought them home, pointed them in the direction of the cake i had baked earlier (half eaten because, well brader, brynn and i wanted some and gee bennett, you weren't around to sing happy birthday to, so tough titty said the kitty- at least we saved you some), pulled out a few sleeping bags and tossed them in the office, told them to try and not wake the dead after midnight and bid them good night. done aaaaaaaaaaand done...next?

the girl is a bit more expensive, but still only minimally labor-intensive; mama's got it goin on...oh yea we're talkin a well-oiled machine baby. tomorrow i pick up the cupcake-cake at 10:15 (omg these are so cute and hey - no plates, no forks - bonus!), pick up a couple of the girls at 10:30, get to Color-Me-Mine by 11:00, they entertain 10 squealing girls (this includes braden) for two hours, i pass out cupcakes and juice boxes towards the end...VOILA! i'm done until september, OO-EEE, OO-EEE!

you can't see me dancing, but i am definintely doing it; uh-huh-uh-huh, uh-huh-uh-huh-uh HUH! now, since my life rarely goes as planned, things could change between now and 1pm tomorrow afternoon - but i be thinking that by this time tomorrow night, i'll be relaxing with the Man and a bottle of wine in front of the fire knowing hey, life is good...and my babies be growing up just fine.