I won’t even tell you guys what time we arrived home from the ballpark last night! Geesh. And our leaky bathtub had a good solid dirt ring around it after the brownish tinted water emptied out and Josh Kelley told 3 boys to hop out. It was gross…and I think I have kind of embraced our grossness, so I feel like it was really that bad. But I digress.
Today has already been so full, but in a good taking-care-of-business kind of way. Also known as washing-6-loads-of-laundry. Laundry will surely be the death of me. Bring on summer and it’s full on lack of scheduleness…less clothing to wash, no schooling to keep organized, sun and swimming. I’ll take it.
Yesterday Hudson and Solomon had their kindergarten program and graduation. I did great and kept the tears together until Hudson’s teacher broke down in tears and then the rest of us mommas were just a lost cause. I told her thanks for keeping it together and then handed her a piece of cake We have had the greatest teachers this year which made our first year at a new school so incredibly wonderful. We’re anticipating amazing things for the next school year.
I like how Sol looks like I’m actually strangling him.
I pretty much loathe dinner time. It’s a thorn in my side. I do my “not a cooker” best, but some dinners are just cereal and others are “Here’s a napkin and a plate of food…work it our yourselves.”
Amon’s favorite part of being potty trained is washing his hands and the hand blowers. He dries his hands for approximately .003 seconds and then the hair blowing ensues. He loves it and it cracks me up.
Some of my recent favorite canvases…9×12, 12×12 and 24×24. Just give me all the colors in the world people. And check back tomorrow for the details on The Gifter Project were going to start…encouraging others through the gift of art.
Date night was success…we hit the gym, then dinner where I talked Josh Kelley into eating his first sushi, then he headed to a meeting and I got my first shower in days, then I picked up kiddos. It was 3 hours of magic.
Anyone else make their kids write thank you notes??? I’m kind of stickler. I don’t care if others do or don’t, but my Mom always made me write them, so no matter how late we are (Harper’s birthday was at the end of March) we push through and get them done! Handwritten mail is becoming a lost art and I want it to live on.
These 2…they are wild and fun and quirky and a tad bit exhausting She has recently become protective of him, which cracks us up…she’s a sweet firecracker for sure.
Asthma and allergies + high pollen count = this before school.
And there’s still 6 spots open for the June Bible journaling class. Check it out and let me know if you want to join us!