He claimed they were still dirty and needed to be re-washed. (Only one bowl seen in the photo needed to be washed again.) I’m guessing he was just being lazy (aka a kid) and didn’t want to touch the rest. We’ve only gone over this stuff 14 times.
Parenting is exhausting.
We didn’t really plan for her hair to be pink, but earlier in the week she wanted half purple and half pink hair and I didn’t realize when I agreed that school pictures were coming up. Over the summer the color never lasted long because we always were at the pool and the color comes out pretty easily in the pool in one day. But we had no pool this time, so her hair was still really colored…so we just went all pink!
And look what else was on his bed. Who doesn’t clear off their bed before going to sleep? We always hear books and stuff fall off after he goes up to bed.
Me: Katie, why are you so stinking cute? Why do you have to be so cute?
Owen: To attract boys!
😳🤦🏽♀️
Me: Owen, tell Dad it’s time for dinner.
Owen goes to the garage and tells Tom it’s time for dinner. He walks back in and sits down.
Owen: Mom, is it time for dinner?
Me: 😳🤦🏻♀️
Someone on TV was talking about hope.
Katie: I can hope for anything because I have a hope chest at grammas. 💕
Katie: Let’s go play some football.
Owen: Not now! I just got my burning stick!
And s’mores. The kids wanted them so I told them they had to get it all ready. I never saw them move so fast!!
Yes let’s just leave the laundry basket right there. And don’t pick up any pieces that missed getting in the washer or making the transfer to the dryer. 🤦🏻♀️
Oh! And of course clothes are always left in the washer.
This is what I walked in to see after everyone had left for school.
REALLY?! I guess at least the milk was put away but c’mon. We go over this practically every damn day. Take care of your stuff. Put your cereal bowl in the dishwasher or the sink. Put the cereal in the Tupperware. Finish something and don’t skip steps.
I have had this game of Life for probably 35 years. I have moved it around the country for almost 20. And never once did anything happen to it—it was basically pristine. I let the kids start playing with it and within six months all the buildings have been removed from the board, consequently buildings are missing, and the box has been stepped on and crushed.
This just pisses me off…and kinda breaks my heart. I know it’s just a game and it’s just a “thing” but it just reinforces that our kids (and I’m thinking kids in general) just don’t give two shits about taking care of their things OR things that belong to others (not all the time of course, but more often than I’d like). I try to instill good behavior—and I know overall they’re great kids—but something like this seriously makes me want to throat punch them.
#itsbeenamorningyall
Someone was a happy happy girl this morning when she discovered the bag of play makeup from a friend. She asked if she could wear it on her wrist like I do. 💕
So today the boys’ baseball game was cancelled due to flooded fields but we took a few of the kids for some pitching and batting practice.
At the end I decided to pick up a bat and try hitting some pitches from Tom. I haven’t tried batting in probably 25+ years so I thought it would be a complete shitshow. Needless to say I surprised everyone there when I hit most of them!! They were underhand pitches but still…
I will need Aleve and margaritas later today but I have to admit it was fun!!
Drinks going down. Dinner done. Kids playing. Time for baseball planning…
So Owen has a mohawk but he never lets me put product in to actually show it off so I’ve just given up asking. But today…today he said it was Crazy Hair Day and had a smile on his face.
“Soooooo, can I do your hair today?!” And he smiled big and bright and said yes. So we washed it with purple shampoo, then I loaded it up with Gorilla Snot gel, and then sprayed it with not one…not two…but three hair colors.
My boy is growing up and slowly turning into a pre-teen before my eyes (he’s almost 11) so I’ll grab these chances to do something fun with him.
Parents who do their kids school projects for them? UGH. Our second graders had to create a square about themselves/their family. Are you kidding me with these?! I mean she they’re GORGEOUS and amazing but c’mon.
The letter Katie left for me:
All the things she references are other projects hanging around the room:
Baseball sheet:
Her shirt (her goals):
And she wins the most organized desk over Owen:
When we all walked in it was sunny and nice. Then we were in the basement and couldn’t see because it was getting dark out. Then everyone’s phones started going off…
Then there’s nothing like being sent into the hallway to wait out a tornado warning! There’s a first time for everything!
I checked in with Tom because they had been at baseball practice and he said it had been cancelled so they were actually already at home…eating dinner in the basement. And Owen was showing Tom what to do in case of a tornado. (Interestingly he wasn’t nearly as scared as he used to be with wind issues. So that’s a bonus.)
They ended up cancelling the rest of curriculum night as we had had ended up waiting for like 30 minutes. Thankfully our teacher had been about done.
Katie was invited to a birthday party for a friend from first grade. I dropped her off since it was at the same time as Owen’s baseball game…and because I didn’t know the mom at all and staying at a four-hour party where I don’t know a single person is one of my personal hells. That said, the mom seemed super cool and I did promise to come back after the game and hang out because it was also a party for the adults if you catch my drift. I can get behind that kind of party for sure.
Fast forward to post-game and I really didn’t want to go because, you know, personal hell. But I went. Walked up to a garage of strangers. Made funny small talk, they laughed, okay maybe this won’t be hell. First room of strangers… Second room of strangers. Ugh. Deck full of strangers. I wanted to grab Katie and run out. I head into the tent to get Katie and leave early and she’s having an absolute blast making an unholy mess with paint, glitter, glue, and assorted craft paraphernalia. (They had already done paintings and were on to photo frames.)
There was so. much. glitter. Another personal hell to be honest.
So I talked to Katie for a minute, she obviously wanted to stay, so I just kind of hung around until I ran into a mom that I’d met before and chatted with briefly…and we did the somewhat uncomfortable chit chat for a bit (she’s PERFECTLY lovely, it just felt a bit weird). Then I finally found the host and we started talking and…y’all?? I found a new friend. We really hit it off, literally chatted for almost two hours straight, and planned a morning hangout in a few days!
This is the kind of party it was and the people they are. Can you see why we might have hit it off? SIX FLAVORS OF MARGARITAS Y’ALL. SIX.
Kafie decided to combine her two projects into one. It’s pretty cute but there’s so much glitter…
#nbcsports #sundaynightfootball #liammchugh
Add just look at this messy desk. /shudder But why am I not surprised?!
I am stunned it’s only been about a year!
Before…
And they’re off! It only takes seconds to snap them all off!
Cleaning off the glue…
His first look!
The success pic with the doc!
And then…this happened.
I’ve been looking at this face with braces for a year. You wouldn’t think the smile would look THAT different without them…but it does. And look how happy he is!! And how cute (and old!) he looks!!
Now he’ll get a retainer he has to wear at night only and we go in for checks every three months. The teeth that are getting ready to come in might give us some trouble—one is perfectly angled and one is crooked—so she warned that one might need to get pulled. Stay tuned!
She has soooo many cute clothes that she says she loves…until it’s time to get dressed and then she comes out in exercise-type clothes or play clothes. Today it took 10 minutes of arguing to get her in this.
This is the stuff about parenting no one warns you about that makes me insane. Owen seems to think that’s how you throw away a rollerblade box. In the bathroom, not broken down, on top of the basket. With all the other bathroom garbage on the floor surrounding it. 🤬
Yes I guess it’s still in the garbage. But we’ve been trying to work with him on doing the right thing the first time…and this is not that.
We went to our friends house after the pool…and this is what happened. We then made them put the devices away and go to the park.
So we did a thing.
It wasn’t really planned or begged for (her friend Sophia recently got hers pierced so she knew about it but she hadn’t asked)…but rather it was more a matter of Katie wanting earrings and clip-ons not really working well.
We tried, though. We searched Amazon together and decided on a pair. But one fell off and broke the first day she wore them.
I didn’t really have any issues with her getting them pierced so I talked to Tom about it (I had no idea what his thoughts were?!) and he said he didn’t care, so…we asked her at dinner and she said sure. So off we went!!
She wanted to take something big to squeeze in case it hurt. (She did hug it but she didn’t need to. She said it didn’t hurt at all.)
SUCCESS!!
So we decided to bring the kids today as a special treat and they were super duper excited but—as honestly expected—they didn’t want to go on one damn ride. So Tom walked around with them and I went on rides by my damn self. (I had to put my hair up because I knew it would get crazy on the rides.)
No waiting was the theme of the day. The first ride wasn’t even full. (When I posted this on Facebook, a few friends thought it said margarita hangover which I think is a much better name.)
None of the trains were even full.
This was the perfect day for this. You could literally walk up to most any ride and get right on. NO WAIT. Lather, rinse, repeat as often as you want to. Of course it would’ve been even better had I been able to ride with Tom. (And technically, we could have left the kids while we rode it—especially since there was really no wait—but I’m pretty sure Tom is an old fuddy duddy at this point and doesn’t really want to go on them anyway.)
I’ve started to lose count of all the rides that I’ve been on. But I have taken pictures. And I know my favorites. This is not one.
This. This was my favorite. New. Steel. Smooth as silk. Twists, turns, loops. It was a thing of beauty.
And then I finally caught up to where they had stopped to wait for a ride. This was the one that they decided they would go on. I’m so glad I spent $70 on a season pass for each of them for this. Granted, they did go on it about five times each…
I went on one more while we waited for them.
So, this teacup-style ride was one I was looking forward to because Owen and Katie had both gone on it before, they liked it, and said they would go on it again. Guess who decided they didn’t want to go on it?
So the only other ride that both of the kids agreed to go on? The carousel. HOW ARE THESE MY KIDS?! At least I know we’ll save money next year because there’s no way in hell I’m getting season passes again.
Long story short, the school schedules all got mixed around this year. Owen used to have to get on the bus at 7:35am (which was perfect because he wakes up around six and he can get himself completely ready all by himself). And then when he was leaving the house at 7:30, I was waking Katie up if she wasn’t already up (which, more often than not, she was still sleeping) to get her on the bus at 8:20.
This year…Katie has to get on the bus at 7:25am…and Owen doesn’t need to get on the bus until 8:50!! Katie has a little bit harder time getting ready on her own (showering and washing her hair) so I have to get up with her—which means I actually have to set an alarm for the first time in two years. At 6am. YUCK.
I had no idea what to expect, but the morning went well. Katie was up by 6:15 and was ready in plenty of time to take first day of school pics. (I did find out after-the-fact that she skipped breakfast so that was a bit of a fail but other than that it went well.)
Usually I take sibling photos right before they get on the bus but Owen had to get dressed quick before she left because he had another hour and a half to wait.
On his way up to shower, he told Katie “If you have to leave before I get out, I love you!” (All together now…AWWWW!) He managed to shower and get dressed before she left for the bus, so he’s now in his first day outfit. Plus he wanted to go to the bus stop with her (and to see Enzo).
And then it was back to the house to waste an hour and a half before his bus.
And with neighbor and friend Nate at the bus stop:
And the official Facebook photo!
When you rarely need a sitter so you don’t even realize that your only sitter (that the kids actually love and beg to come over) has graduated and is now going to college out of state… 🤦🏻♀️😫😭
We have heard all great things about both kids teachers so we’re very excited for the school year. (Good friends of ours told us that they would take Owen’s teacher for every grade from here on out!)
Katie’s was first thing in the morning. If you can believe it, she was super shy. Like SUPER shy.
Owen’s was in the afternoon. He was only somewhat shy. But he was most excited to check out all the names on the desks to make sure that his least favorite classmate from last year was not in his class (she wasn’t).
And then it was off to his first band lesson—a super quick half hour of how to put the saxophone together and make some noise. There were probably 25 kids just for sax alone! Our fingers are crossed that he doesn’t hate it.
Well I’m gonna. It’s just a gym shirt.
So we didn’t have to take the kids out of school to get their passports done, today was pretty much the last day to do it. Tom even took the day off work (twist his arm!) because both parents have to be there and I didn’t want to fill out anymore paperwork (this means he could go to both kids meet the teacher events, too).
Both kids have great smiles in all of their photos, these mug shot photos are killing me.
It was fun going through the pantry to find fun stuff to include!
