Schooooooools out for summer! Good thing schools not out forever, or I would already be going insane. For now I’m planning to enjoy as much sleeping as possible.
Sunday:
E is baffled why ANYONE would lie in the horrible, horrible sand, let alone someone who shares his DNA
The weirdo that made him a father, celebrating Father’s Day at Chili’s.
Wizards in training
Monday:
Bed head
She insisted Baby Jesus needed to come to the post office with us
The princess demanded a strawberry coolata. Princesses run on Dunkin.
Tuesday:
Snacks in her chair are her new favorite.
Next year they will BOTH be getting on buses to go to school.
Monsters at the grocery store. MONSTERS.
Wednesday:
Both kids wanted to give the afternoon driver a present. They’re going to miss her.
Water slide party at Stay & Play!
Creepy baby watches you in the bath.
Thursday:
Morning puppet shows
Afternoon weridos in boxes
Evening photo assistants
Friday:
Stroller Strides in our AWESOME Cocoon X2. They love it.
Free Fanta Orange samples at BJ’s. You can see the crazy sugar high in her eyes.
MOAR MAGIC SPARKLERS
Saturday:
I went to a (sad) estate sale where everything left in the house was for sale. I wish there was a way to go back in after the new owners fix it up, it’s going to be GORGEOUS.
I bought a stool at the estate sale. They are insisting it is a table.
Chugging her lemonade while refusing her dinner.
Tomorrow we start summer (outside!) swim lessons with the kids in two separate classes. Evan will be with bigger kids who I hope will challenge him. He’s the kind of kid who sees someone doing something cool and immediately wants to know how soon he can do it too.
Tomorrow I also start putting the nursery together FOR REAL because I cannot have a baby when I have NOWHERE to put it. And I would really like to have a baby ASAP. An outside baby would mean no more heartburn, which at this point is so bad I spend half the night staring at my bottle of Tums thinking “Oh, those kidney stones aren’t SO bad”. Plus after the actual getting-out part my pelvis wouldn’t hurt so much. You KNOW this is why nature makes the end of pregnancy so miserable – because it has to be BAD before you start hoping to push a watermelon out of your lady parts. I am ready for the watermelon.
