Boss of the Boys

I was walking Andy into school this morning and we saw Mr. Oldroyd on the way to class.  We greeted each other and then Mr. Oldroyd said hi to Andy.  Andy replied and then as we got to the stairs I asked him who that was.  "Mr. Oldroyd" he said.  I asked if Mr. Oldroyd was the Principal.  "No, he is the boss of the boys."  I questioned "The boss of the boys?"  He said "Yes, and Mrs. Robb is the boss of the girls".  I just laughed.  I have no idea how he came up with Mrs. Robb as being the boss of the girls but he did.  Mrs Robb was Jack's 1st Grade teacher last year.  She is great.  Our little interaction about these adults in charge of the school made me laugh a bit.  I think it is fascinating to see how his mind works and what his perceptions are. 

At the moment I am feeling a bit overwhelmed just trying to keep up with everything.  I am struggling with the house some.  Don't quite have it in a stage of cleanliness that I am comfortable in.  It seems to be a major challenge though.  This morning I cleaned after walking Andy to school and had it pretty well in hand only to come home from work to find it completely torn apart again.  I have to say I let it effect my mood some.  My superflexible brain was out of order and I was somewhat of a rock brain.  It was tough.  I am tired and so we discussed this some tonight.  I asked the kids to help out by taking care of their things.  I hate to be a complainer here on the blog.  Just struggling a bit with some of these things.  I think part of it comes down to relaxing a bit on my own expectations of self that I maintain this perfect home and that I understand that the house doesn't need to be perfect, we are all going to make mistakes, it is okay, life goes on and there is much to be grateful for.  It is simply hard at times.