Loving My Home

This summer has been rather uneventful.  Boring, if you will.  That can be a very good thing if you look at it from the right perspective.

On May 29, my Grace turned 2 years old!  She’s precious and a sweet spot in our lives!  Her birthday was filled with fun and cake and ice cream! She was so tired that she kicked out on the kitchen floor waiting for supper.  Poor little thing. 

Her  favorite thing to say is “I don’t know.”  She can be so quiet.  It makes me crazy because none of the other children have ever been as quiet as she can be.  It’s very sneaky, so she can be up to no good quickly.  We’re taking down her crib this week.  Sort of a sad day for me.  We’ll take apart the girls’ bunk bed and make two big girl beds!  I knew it was coming, but it’s sort of bittersweet.

I’m tearing up just thinking about her last night in the crib.  At this point, we’ve always had another baby on the way to use the crib, but right now, we don’t have a need for it.

We went to FL to work on the house and were able to visit the beach for a whoppin’ 2 hours before we were called out because of a shark.  Nice.  The kids were a little disappointed and wanted to wait for the shark to leave but the lifeguards said it could be a while.  Apparently, there was some sort of bait in the water.  I don’t know, but I felt better once my babies were out of the water!

It’s taken this little darlin’ forever to  do well in her room at night with Grace, but she and Grace are doing great now.  For a long time, we weren’t ready to allow Hannah to be in there at night after she “helped” Grace get out of her crib one morning.   But now…she’s doing great.  Before she actually falls asleep, she makes sure we’re aware of how hard it is to fall asleep upstairs.  Ethan has voluteered to sleep on her floor twice to help her not be so scared.  He’s a sweet brother.

Obviously, I felt the need to step back from most things computer-related.  We needed to finish up our school year among other distractions.  It doesn’t help that I really need a new keyboard because mine is missing countless keys. (Thank you, Hannah-bell!)  Typing has become super annoying.

We went fishing as a family Saturday afternoon and caught eight little fish.  We didn’t leave to go home until after 8:30, and we didn’t get home until after 9:00.    It really didn’t matter how late it was.  The kids were thrilled with what they’d caught, and we fried the fish at 9:45. We finally ate fish and grits around 10:00.  It was super late for my crew but definitely a memory worth making.

Hannah’s fishing pole had an old key tied safely where the hook should be, and she’d throw it out and reel it in and say, “{gasp} It’s a key!” Every. single. time. 

Grace had no patience for all this.  She mainly kept me nervous that she’d get too close to the edge of the dock.  She did enjoy the powdered donuts Deron grabbed on the way out to the pond.  But that’s about all.

I have to say that the end of our school year was a welcome feeling.  We all need a break.  We need a change of pace and a chance to step back and evaluate what’s working for us and what’s not.