Last week I got our bedroom stripped of wallpaper, spackled, sanded, primed and painted. Actually, Rich did the hard work of the sanding which is good because he is much more of a perfectionist than I. If I had done it myself we would have a lumpy wall.
Right this minute I am blogging to avoid going upstairs and vacuuming up all the dust and putting the furniture back. Then I need to complete the laundry because the washer and dryer are in our bathroom (see “Morons”) and stripping the wallpaper in there is the next project.
The kids had a good first week of vacation. We’ve been to the pool and stayed up late and had water gun fights. Also, Reagan and I were nearly killed by a tornado which was terrifying but is making for a good story this week. Actually “almost killed” may be an overstatement as no tornado actually formed in our immediate vicinity, but the sirens were going off, the clouds were black and the rain was torrential and we were in the Suburban which is heavy, but not that heavy. It was enough to make both of us cry.
They are starting to crack a bit this week. I’m hearing more “I’m bored” and “Can I have a snack?”. This morning, Reagan and Hayden got into a HUGE fight because he asked her opinion on his singing and she told him that he sounds like Johnny Cash. Apparently he finds that insulting. I walked into the kitchen to find them both red-faced and screaming. Hayden was rolling around on the floor clutching his face and wailing. He had kicked Reagan and she had shoved him and her finger got in his eye. He was insistent that she had “poked his eye out.” I told him that he’d better pick it up and put it back in before the poodle ate it. Then I made Reagan make his lunch for him because it’s hard to assemble a PBJ with only one eyeball. Over lunch he made a recovery and Faith insisted that they forgive each other which they finally agreed to. I think she had an ulterior motive though. They’ve been playing a game they made up called “Dancing With The Siblings” where Faith and Reagan get in costumes and perform dance routines and Hayden critiques them in a British accent and gives them (usually) good scores. Faith loves this game and knew that if they were fighting that it would be off the option list for this afternoon.
Let me assure you though that all of this is better than going to work.
Right this minute I am blogging to avoid going upstairs and vacuuming up all the dust and putting the furniture back. Then I need to complete the laundry because the washer and dryer are in our bathroom (see “Morons”) and stripping the wallpaper in there is the next project.
The kids had a good first week of vacation. We’ve been to the pool and stayed up late and had water gun fights. Also, Reagan and I were nearly killed by a tornado which was terrifying but is making for a good story this week. Actually “almost killed” may be an overstatement as no tornado actually formed in our immediate vicinity, but the sirens were going off, the clouds were black and the rain was torrential and we were in the Suburban which is heavy, but not that heavy. It was enough to make both of us cry.
They are starting to crack a bit this week. I’m hearing more “I’m bored” and “Can I have a snack?”. This morning, Reagan and Hayden got into a HUGE fight because he asked her opinion on his singing and she told him that he sounds like Johnny Cash. Apparently he finds that insulting. I walked into the kitchen to find them both red-faced and screaming. Hayden was rolling around on the floor clutching his face and wailing. He had kicked Reagan and she had shoved him and her finger got in his eye. He was insistent that she had “poked his eye out.” I told him that he’d better pick it up and put it back in before the poodle ate it. Then I made Reagan make his lunch for him because it’s hard to assemble a PBJ with only one eyeball. Over lunch he made a recovery and Faith insisted that they forgive each other which they finally agreed to. I think she had an ulterior motive though. They’ve been playing a game they made up called “Dancing With The Siblings” where Faith and Reagan get in costumes and perform dance routines and Hayden critiques them in a British accent and gives them (usually) good scores. Faith loves this game and knew that if they were fighting that it would be off the option list for this afternoon.
Let me assure you though that all of this is better than going to work.
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