In the Sun

I have spent the past hour on Amazon searching for the following: umbrellas, canopies, tents, umbrella chairs, pop up canopy, etc. Why? I'll give you a hint...





Today was opening day for soccer in our area...and boy, was it hot.

After sitting in the sun for two games, I'm amazed I haven't shriveled up like bacon.

This is apparently our every Saturday from here until mid-November.

Okay...back to searching...

Grown

Occasionally I lament the fact that my children are no longer little. Their pants suddenly meet halfway up their calves and their faces seemed to have changed shape overnight. Shoes are busting at the seams and short t-shirts have to be pulled back down lest we see their tummies poking out. They're growing up...quickly...maybe too quickly...

Chipmunk has a loose tooth. It's his first, and he's been telling everyone and their mothers about it. "Look! I have a loose tooth! It's my first one!"



I can't believe my baby boy has a loose tooth. I've been denying the loose tooth...mostly because it seems like it crept up on me out of nowhere. Granted, he got his first teeth rather early and quickly, so having his first loose tooth before starting kindergarten doesn't surprise me, but it's almost painful admitting that my babies are no longer babies.

What will your kids be doing in ten years?

This question was on one of our discussion questions at MOPs this past year.

Answering the question made a few moms tear up just thinking about their kids in a decade from now. I thought something was wrong with me because I wasn't sad or nostalgic or feeling emotional. After Chipmunk's preschool graduation, I noticed a few more moms tearing up at the occasion. I began to wonder if I was emotionally dead inside as my tear ducts were bone dry and I didn't feel sad in the least.

So it begs the question, why is it that a loose tooth is tugging at my previously hardened heartstrings? What is it about my son's now absent dentition that makes me feel so...sad?

Too Tired to Text

It's been a really busy week. Between madly cleaning the house in preparation for visitors and getting ready for the start of school there haven't been too many quiet moments here. Also, knowing that I need to adjust my kids' sleep schedules back to an earlier time again, I'm doing my best to tire them out so they'll welcome sleep earlier. An unfortunate side effect is that it makes me tired, too.

I even fell asleep mid-text one afternoon. Yes, I was typing a text and fell asleep in the middle of it.

The saddest part? The text only consisted of one word..."No."

I woke to find I had typed only the letter "N." I never made it to "O" or to "Send."

Rather depressing, isn't it?

Of course, you can imagine how I tried to explain to Matt later why I never answered his text...

Look, I typed in an N...

Note to self: Must caffeinate before texting.