Do you ever think that it's the wrong day?
Because I could have bet money that today was Thursday.
I guess my mind isn't ready for summer to end.
I am both craving and dreading the routine that school brings.
I can't wait for school to start and I wish it was still June.
Here is a peek into our week:
2. After nap they were a smashing pretty success. Way easier than foam rollers. Way healthier than a curling iron. Super cute all Jazzercise style while they are setting. Thinking this is our new go-to style.
3. After living her for nearly two years (what in the world? Two years? Crazy.) I am finally ready to work on the daunting picture wall that currently only exists in my mind. A trip to Ikea was involved. A few more trips are on the horizon. I will conquer it. How could I not when it will be filled with images shot by the lovely Drew B?
4. I have decided that printer ink is made from unicorn tears. What else would justify the cost? I hate buying it. That and pull-ups. I'd be fine if those things were permanently off of the Costco list.
5. Deep breath. Grace for the Good Girl is undoing me. It is so rich. So challenging. So what I need. I like it when a book can mess me up in the best possible way.
6. Washi tape. Rolls of happy, happy, possibilities.
2. After a long day at the beach, and naps at home, we ventured back. It's the last week of summer, how could we not?
3. Shane was unimpressed by the glorious sunset,
4. But two little Jawas thought that God's glory is pretty grand.
5. I sent Shane's quilt off to Back Porch Quilters. I can't wait for it to come back and am hoping that it shows up in time for his two month pictures. But more than anything I can't wait to wash and dry it. The crinkles!!! The wondrous crinkles!!! My favorite part of quilting.
6. My sweet biggest girl has had two loose front teeth all summer. ALL SUMMER. Then poof. Both of them fell out in one day. Again, the jerk time is messing with me. Where is my little baby? Who is this kid with NO FRONT TEETH? I can't take it!
Next week I will have a kindergartner and a second grader. Summer will be over. Soccer practice and games will be filling our days. I will cry. But it will be good. Good and difficult all at once.