Poor Maggie…

This is what you look like when you need to dash out of the house straight from bed in order to take your dog to the vet because she’s been needing to go outside and pee? poop? every two hours overnight and the vet only has one opening in 20 minutes.

Maggie woke us up last night BARKING to be let out of her crate—that never happens so we knew something was up. Long story short, we stupidly gave her sausage drippings last night and we assumed that didn’t sit well with her but as time wore on and more info became clear…we think she ate cat poop and then she got gross stuff in their shared water bowl…because a cat had diarrhea, too.

It was really scary for awhile because Maggie had diarrhea for days and wasn’t eating and we eventually had to go back to the vet for medication to make her stop pooping. And then she still didn’t want to eat. And since she’s so old, we worried she might not recover. But within a few more days she was doing better… But it was a stressful week with lots of laundering of poopy dog beds and blankets.

Katie’s Curriculum Night & Tornado Warning

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.

Room cleaning drama, day 2.

Today started rough but in the end, I think we all got on the same page.

So they knew that today they were going to have to continue and I was going to ask them again to make their bed and put everything left on the floor on their bed.

So I literally stood outside in the hallway between their two bedrooms to keep prodding them.

When I say put everything from the floor on the bed, I mean it. Don’t put anything away. Don’t play with anything. Don’t try to leave the room. Literally put every piece of everything from the floor onto the bed.

Okay, now… Katie, pull out all the Barbies. No not the clothes. No not the Legos. The Barbies. Not the garbage. No! Not the stuffed animals. The Barbies. Okay, now the clothes and just the clothes. No not the Legos. One thing at a time. One thing. Clothes.

Owen, you pick out socks and underwear. Just socks and underwear. No! Don’t put them away. Get all of them first. You dropped one, pick it up. I see more socks. Dig through everything on the bed.

Katie, are you done? Now do stuffed animals. Good. Now crayons and pencils. Put them in your art basket. No, don’t do Legos. Just pencils. Don’t touch anything else.

Owen, now do PokĂ©mon cards. Move stuff around and find them all. No don’t set them there. Put. Them. Away. You have a PokĂ©mon card box. Use it.

Katie! Just crayons and pencils. In the art box, not on your bedside table…

Left, right, left, right, left right. The ping pong match from hell. An hour later it was passable.

We were up there so long Maggie even joined us…and napped!

Their reward for keeping their rooms clean? The Amazon dots they’ve spied in my room. Their rooms get too messy? Unplugged and removed. Easy.

Wish us all luck.

Len Christmas in July, Year 6

I’m not sure we have enough crap for one day.

See? It really is Christmas!

When you learn awesome party tricks from your elders: Tequila-infused watermelon with salted limes. Aunt Rose, you rock!

The annual cousin lineup, by age: 7, 10½, 11, 12 (almost 13), 14 (almost 15).

And Nick is pulling away, which is okay since he is almost five years older!!

Adding older cousin Alex (17) to the mix (Jess was working).

I introduced Lisa to a few new products.

Unfortunately, it was a stormy day so we had to dodge rain and lightning for most of the afternoon…but, on the plus side, it wasn’t 100° with 95% humidity! My hair kinda grew throughout the day.

There was a fishing contest… Aubrey is a Master Fisher so she helped my kids. I was surprised at how long they kept at it! (Of course Tom was out there, too.)

Darrell caught the biggest one:

And then this happened…

Someone started the cooties!! (I think that will be a blog post in itself!) So for the last two hours we all had to keep our fingers crossed! We reminisced about the old days and learned Greg still has what it takes!

The big bummer? Lisa and Alex left pretty early and with the rain throwing things off, we totally forgot to take our group photo!