September 15
Sunshine is working on times tables. Like mother, like daughter….rote memorization gets us no where and counting on fingers only goes so high and is typically one off. Poor girl. Life will go on; it just doesn’t feel like when you’re staring up from the bottom of that cliff.
Firstborn is building a fort and clearing the section of our yard that borders the winding road behind the house. Now comes the challenge to get him to put our tools BACK when he’s finished. He never seems to get that part…..
We missed scouts, AHG, and soccer yesterday due to a virus Phat Baby and I had. No happy campers here but hopefully it hasn’t spread to anyone else.
I want to curl up and read in my jammmies all day to them today. Instead, we must venture to town for food or we’ll have none, and really, if some things don’t get cleaned around here we will all go nuts. I’m putting hot chocolate on our menu this week in response to our chilly mornings.
Cold toes call for slippers. Time to get them out.
