Yesterday was one of those days when I thought I was going to lose my everloving mind. Sam and Rachel had 239 fights about Lego wheels. Yes, I counted every single one, and no, that's not (much of) an exaggeration.
Because clearly we don't have enough Lego wheels...
I killed a fly and Rachel freaked out for seventeen minutes because "He was going home to his famileeeeeee. Now he's dead and he caaaaaaan't. They will miss hiiiiiiiiim." She almost had me feeling sorry for the fly. Almost.
And by 10am, I was counting the seconds until 6:30, because I determined that the kids were going Straight. To. Bed. IMMEDIATELY after supper. (At that point I had 16, 200 more seconds to get through and each one was feeling like a year.)
I'm blaming all of this on too many late nights (thus the early bedtime), post-vacation letdown, and the rain.
Other than yesterday, this week was rather... well, dull. Well, except for the day when Rachel may (or may not have) ingested trace amounts of Borax. That was an exciting five minutes on the phone with Poison Control. (I wish I was joking. And she's fine.) We unpacked our house, I worked, and when I wasn't working, I was watching my friends' son (who is blognonymous). When I wasn't doing any of those things, I was trying to read or sleep. Yeah, that was my life this week!
We had to get up at 3:30am to catch our flight back to Ontario. When the pilots came to the gate, Sam shyly walked up and said Hi. The pilots were really nice and friendly and invited Sam and Rachel to come fly the plane! So Sam and Rachel went to visit the flight deck.
I think one of the kids had just asked a tough question!
Janice and the kids were gone for the week so we
bribed Tim to come trim our vines invited Tim over for supper one evening. We had peaches and ice cream for dessert and they were delicious!
So that was week 8 of our summer. I'm so happy it's Friday, and even better, the weekend!!! We have two double dates planned and Saturday morning we'll be chasing airplanes on the runway. You think I'm kidding, don't you...