- The sky this evening was fabulous. The oldest and I were craning our bodies out of the second story window while pointing - 'And look at the blues over there! And look at how the light is hitting the very upper branches of that tree!' I have two kids who share my love of a well painted sky, and two who would look up from their book grudgingly only to remark - 'oh'.
- Greg got home from his weekend trip at about 9:30 last evening and we filled the clotheslines with saturated camping gear before he wound the boys up with the shooting of bottle rockets, rough housing and the reading of books.
- He left again at 5am this morning to spend the week in Ontario.
- Our hope is that he's able to travel with us to his mother's wedding in a few weeks, but we may have to pick him up in Chicago on the way.
- Speaking of his mother's wedding - this conversation took place this week.
Brian: Isn't there a chip named Dale?
Me: Dill. You're thinking of Dill chips.
Brian: Dill. Dale. Same thing.
Brian uses the same thing line frequently, to which I respond that it should be okay, then, if I were to call him Brynn or Brianna.
- Speaking of the wedding - I'm excited to have found dresses for both Wendy and I. Now to just update the boy's summer church clothes, and we'll be set.
- The kids and I have started on our annual summer manifestos, of which I'll share more later - but one of my favorites so far is from Wendy's list: To have a picnic by a waterfall. With the clarification that the picnic must be a real picnic packed lunch - not something that we picked up at a drive-thru on the way.
- It should be a good summer.
- The neighbor asked me how I'm liking my new van.
I like it, I said. It starts on the first try.
It's supposed to do that, she responded.
Exactly why I like it.
- I spent a lot of time this weekend pushing back the piles and cleaning out the corners and I still didn't find my missing pair of loved capris. I feel rather cheated.
- I spent some time this weekend trying to share with Mark what type of man his Uncle Tom was.
Me: He was most like your Uncle Joel
Mark's eyes lit up
Me: But in character, interests and looks - not in size.
The light went out of Mark's eyes: Oh.
- Mark often asks his dad when he's going to grow up to big as big as his younger brother Joel.
- Eight more days of school.
- That the fifth graders were gone to camp today was every bit as delightful as I had anticipated.
- We don't have a lot planned for this summer by way of traveling, but I have hopes of getting a lot done.
- That coffee that I had at 6pm (2 pm is usually the latest I drink coffee) is starting to kick in now that it's nearly midnight. It didn't do me any good at bedtime story time though.
- I've been falling asleep earlier and earlier lately, often in the rocking chair and often to my kid's amusement. I vaguely remember Allan trying to carry on a conversation with me a few nights ago while laughing, "Mom! I don't even have a karate uniform!"
- It made me flashback to my own childhood when we'd get a giggle out of trying to carry on a conversation with my own napping mother.
- Dear Lord, please keep all of my napping conversations G-Rated and non-secret sharing.
- More flashbacks to my childhood.
Be good. ;)