One more post where I geek out about the speech tournament, and then I'm done. I promise.
Yesterday was a looooooong day. None of our kids made it past the preliminary rounds (not surprisingly), but our judges made it all the way to the finals, so we still weren't able to leave until about 6:00. Sitting in the cafeteria of the amazing school that hosted the tournament, I was shocked by how quickly all of the feelings and emotions for my days as a competitor came rushing back. The nervous anticipation that builds while the quarter final rounds are being announced. The crushing heartbreak that hits when you realize you(r student) didn't make the cut. The disappointment you feel whenever someone from your home district (whom you've gotten to know well over the course of the season) falls out after each elimination round. The sheer joy of seeing a district-mate make it to finals. The whole atmosphere is electric, even after 75% of the competitors are disappointed by an early ending to their day. It absolutely reminded me why I loved going to state so much (I mean, beyond being recognized as one of the three or four best speakers in your district). I all ready told the coach I want to go back next year. Seriously, I love speech SO much. *coughcoughNERDcoughcough*
As for the rest of the fam, it looks like they survived fairly well without me. B was crabby today, but he usually is after a couple of days alone with the boys. The boys stayed at my mom's last night, and had a blast with Grandma, as always. This morning, we went to a pancake breakfast with MIL, which was not as successful. W's sensory issues include noise and crowded places, both of which the pancake breakfast was. He didn't want to leave the entrance way. I would have hung out there with him, but B insisted that we all go in. W was pretty steadily losing it the whole time we were there. He didn't want to eat (pancakes! His favorite!), he just wanted to leave. And as soon as we started to pull out of the parking lot, he asked about getting to eat his pancakes. You know, the ones that sat untouched on the table for an hour while we were at the breakfast. Whatevs. We went back to the IL's to spend some time with Grandma R and Paw Paw. Even with all these grandparents around, they boys both just wanted Mommy. They wanted to touch me, climb on me, and play with me incessantly. I was only gone for three days! Geeze!
Luckily, we got them to bed early tonight, and B wasn't too far behind them. That gives me plenty of quiet alone time this evening to do something less productive than all the housework that needs to be done. I think I'm going to take this time to have an affair with my DVR. It's been a while, and he's getting pretty full.