This was my day yesterday....

Get up at 5:30 a.m. so I could grab a quiet hour to myself. Slug back coffee and pray to wake up before Mikey's feet hit the floor running and screaming "IT'S HALLOWEEN MOMMY ISN'T IT ISN'T IT ISN'T IT ISN'T IT ISN'T"

Try to remember to pack all the pieces of his costume for the school party AND the party treats and the bus passes and....WHERE IS MY COFFEE!

Race off to school barely making the city bus, dump off Mikey at class (gawd the poor teacher! all the kids were soooo hyper), go find the volunteer PTO lady because of course I stupidly said "well yes I'd love to help out with the halloween pizza party!" (she caught me when I was low on coffee I swear it!)

Spend the next 2 hours helping deal with crying children and crazed teachers because "Suzie did bring in her pizza slip and money and it MUST be here somewhere!" Dive and sit on PTO person when the principal shows up 1 hour before pizza time with a whole basket of slips/money that he "forgot about" and she had to run order 10 more large pizza's! *make more coffee*

Line up and toss pizza at herds of hyped up kids. Pray none of them puke (one did!)

Clean up, race to Mikey's room and help stuff 18 hyped up kids with bellies full of pizza in their costumes. Pray that none of them puke on me (none did...praise God!). Wave madly and clap while quickly stealing back any weapons they brought with them (even though parents were told no play weapons for the party....grrrrrr). While they go on the costume parade help other crazed mothers fill 18 party bags. Discuss with other mothers why our butts will grow if we eat any more of this damned candy!

Help run the party games, stuff my own child back on the bus, race for home clutching the spare pizza I bought at the pizza party because I AM NOT COOKING TONIGHT! Get home, slap down pizza at anyone that looks even remotely hungry (pray Mikey doesn't puke from too much pizza and candy). Stuff Mikey back into his costume yet again and haul it out for the annual "gimme candy" evening festivities.

At some point, give my husband SUCH A LOOK because he had the nerve to ask me why I was "crabby".

Happy Halloween everyone!