I’m convinced that instagram has become the downfall of the blog post. It’s too easy. I have become a photography cheater. A lazy snapper. A snippet story teller. I’m going to have to do something about this.
I am beyond excited to be sitting at my desk this morning…watching the televising of the Houston Rodeo. Why they are showing this in the middle of the Summer still escapes me…but the barrels are up next and I’m pretty sure I couldn’t be more excited. Summer or not.
I still haven’t hit my stride yet…after traveling. We are still going to bed at midnight and rolling out of bed, begrudgingly, at 10 am. This causes me to miss my workouts. And to be late wherever we go. And if I could just change my inner dialog of “this is bad…this is lazy…this is terrible…this needs to change…etc.” then maybe I would be enjoying it more. Because lawd knows…it’s gonna change soon enough.
In the meantime…we are clickin’ along over here. I had the genius idea to play “Cinderella.” The girls were getting bored and in need of something to do with purpose. So…I put them in charge of morning chores. Don’t be too impressed. Morning chores are meant to be completed every morning…but actually get completed, mayyyybe, once every two weeks…or so. But make no mistake. This particular day…they were completed with gusto.
Have you ever seen anything so precious?
This bed making situation took longer than it should have. And the finished product had lots of wrinkled sheets and crooked quilts…but it was beautiful.
With Colt at Basketball camp all day this week…and Chase going to Church Camp…the girls have had more time to do…well…girl things.
They decided on a lemonade stand.
Don’t even get me started on the fact that Aiden got them both dressed this day and that Annslee is in Winter clothes out in sweltering heat. I didn’t dare suggest she go change. I mean…her shirt has horses. It wasn’t comin’ off. Heat or no heat.
And after waiting in the heat for about 5 minutes without any customers…they took it upon themselves to go find some.
And there ya go. $1.25 in the bank. And…apparently, that was the fiscal goal…because they were on to fort making promptly after this.
This situation has been brewing since Sunday. I think it looks nice there. And BONUS!!!! It’s a great mound of “clouds” to jump in for a certain 3 year old.
And when she’s not jumping in clean laundry that may actually start begging me to fold it…she is unrolling every ounce of toilet paper that we own and swishing it around in the toilet.
Welp, folks…the before mentioned 3 year old just brought The Dark Knight to me and asked to watch it. Apparently…she has tired of Sprout.