Someone got a timeout at the pool today.

One of the rules for going to the water park and being able to run around on their own is that they MUST come and check in at each safety break. These happen every two hours and are announced on the loudspeakers—and they clear the pools. We’ve had a few issues with them not remembering and they’ve been given warnings. Today was the last day for warnings, so Katie had to sit out for 15 minutes (past the end of the safety break, for a total of 30 minutes). I figure that’s small payment for the stress she caused me having to go hunt her down (and not finding her on the first go-round).

Kidisms 47

We were out and about and Tom was revving the engine and taking the corners fast to make the kids screech and laugh. Right as we were getting off the ramp onto the highway, Owen started to say he didn’t like to go that fast and Katie, seeing no one in front of us, says “But look at all the room we have to go fast!”

“Look at Ray! She’s having a soak tub!”

Me: Katie do you need to take water for lunch?
Katie: Nah, I can survive without it.

At the playground, Katie showed me how she could slide down the pole. I said I’d never done that.
Katie: Oh that’s right. You might break yourself.

Look who we ran into at the park!

They were just getting done with morning camp and we were just arriving to go to the playground!

Katie loves the pole.

They still like the baby swings. The only rule is that they have to get in and out of it themselves because I am too old to be picking them up, putting them in, and trying to wrangle them out.

Tech-free summer is even longer now…

So Owen snuck into our bedroom and was caught using the iPad that had previously been taken away twice, including for the rest of the summer (and then lying about it). Owen was the actual guilty party but Katie knew he’d done it.

I want to take away the new Xbox they’ve been promised, but after some discussion with Tom, we’re not taking it away but the date they get it back will get pushed out if they keep making bad decisions. (Owen has had two major bad decisions since. I’m hoping he gets it by Christmas.)

We’re not even a week into summer break and I’m done.

Welcome to my personal hell.

Okay, one of my personal hells: A garage sale. Last minute. In the rain.

This is a community-wide sale that we only found about Thursday so we didn’t put much effort into it. And since it was rainy we didn’t really have much to do anyways so I sat there and worked on business and blog stuff the whole time.

I did have a helper for a bit.

And a cuddler.

Last day of school!

Last day of kindergarten and third grade!! 😳 and 😭

Owen agreed to let us walk him to the bus stop since it was the last day of school.

Katie’s turn:

My last day of freedom!

Papa and grannie bought the kids balloons to celebrate when they got off the bus!

Before—a kindergartner and third grader:

After—a first grader and fourth grader:

First day and last day: