I am up to my eyeballs in stuff to do.
And yet I still somehow feel restless.
I can’t believe that there are only 5 weeks of school left.
(And that one of those weeks is only half-days.)
I did four photo shoots yesterday and had so much fun!
(Now to edit…)
We had terrible, horrible, no good, very bad storms here last night.
I slept through them.
So did the kids.
Anna Alden slept through the night 2 nights in a row.
I’m hoping this is a new trend for her.
Lydia had a “Disco with Dads” dance, which was confusing because it was a family event,
not a father-daughter event (as the name would suggest, right?).
Also? No disco.
Color me disappointed.
Carter has a chalazion on his eye.
It’s been there for months and it’s really driving me crazy.
Asa is more adorable than ever.
“I pahcone urs bed.”
No matter how cute-ly you ask, you will not be eating popcorn in my bed.
Don’t bother smiling that little smile either.
It ain’t gonna work.
We went to the strawberry patch and picked 4 baskets!
I made a dessert cake for my Friday morning Bible study group, and I was in a hurry to cool it so I put it in the freezer.
This morning I opened my freezer door and was shocked to see it there!
Not only did I completely forget to take it,
I completely forgot that I made it!
I have tickets to go on a tour of the newly remodeled Church of Latter Day Saints Temple in Atlanta.
I can’t wait!!
I haven’t had time to write, and I can feel it.
I have a ridiculous amount of pent up energy right now.
But I’m also exhausted.
(I am nothing if not a walking oxymoron.)
The word euphemism kinda gives the heebie-jeebies.
I am very, very ready for Marshall to end his 10-day long stretch of call days.
I know he is, too.
I really love my new camera.
Really. Really. Really.