Obstacle Course for Mommies.. Dodge Ball or keeping balls in the air

This picture is Anthony.. my first born (twin A) and type A child... He is so smart, and cute, and he is going to eat my lunch before it is all over. The kid needs his own personal mom, and he shares me with 3 siblings.
I cannot decide if it is dodge ball or keeping a million balls in the air that I liken our days to, but it seems dodge ball might be the glass is half empty analogy and keeping them in the air sounds more half full... depends on my mood I guess. Today, it was definitely dodge ball. Any time you have to use food coloring with 4 kids under food, a disaster is a possibility, and in my case, really, a probability.

Yesterday it was 12 photos, a favorite toy, writing a story about reading a story, then reading 2 other stories to preK class. Today, I was tasked with baking a sports themed cake for Cub Scout cake contest. Anthony was set on creating a football field cake, which seemed like an easy option, though cake decorating is not easy for me. Then, my Type A child wanted to look at the real live football field at OSU, so we could make it just like that one. I think I fell short of his dream cake, and I figured this out when we were almost finished... and he moved away from our cake to talking about how great Cameron's cake will probably be, because his mommy makes great cakes. Maggie came to my rescue by saying "mommy makes great cakes", but her enthusiasm was a little lacking. I know I don't make prize winning cakes, and I never really strive to do this, so my ego is still in tact.

Tomorrow, I will search for football guys and goals to place on our cake, and at least we will make a decent showing. I wonder what tomorrow's amazing race challenge will be... On the bright side, it was a nasty rainy day here, one that would have driven the kids crazy, asking every 5 minutes if we could break our video game rule of week-ends only, and whining about nothing to do. Instead, it was like dodge ball, trying to keep Ben out of the green icing, and he knew it. Ben was like lightening, racing through the kitchen and running his fingers through the green icing, then out just as fast, wiping hands on walls, furniture, etc. At 11pm, as I was wrapping up the clean up from the ordeal, I found an empty box of food coloring and about 20 band aid wrappers in the living room... Like I said... it is like dodge ball around here! I think we are still missing a bottle of yellow food coloring... yikes!