Scout had the walking group over tonight for Swimming and Cinnamon Rolls. It was raining for the first time in months, which could have put a damper on things. But it was actually a highlight of the night. By the end, after swimming for a few hours and a total sugar rush, they relaxed to Goonies.
I can’t believe that this starts the era of Friday and Saturday nights with friends.
I just hope they all congregate to our house as often as possible.
Navy wrote an essay that was really cute. She took tidbits of her real life and incorporated into a make believe story. I only see one error. It isn’t on picture #5, where it says she is the “arthur”. It is on picture #3, where it says, “My mom’s name is Tristen. She is the best mom ever!” Yep…clearly an error.
Nonnie is a sucker for ballet gear, so when she and Pippi went to the ballet supply store, guess who came home with a new outfit?
And new shoes!
Pippi and I agree, that all things french are just cuter.
This boy has graduated to 300 piece puzzles…but yes, he is still puzzling.
I remember the days when he was doing 24 piece puzzles…the time has flown by.
Sometimes I put myself in my own “quiet time”. That basically means that when i come home from errands, I linger longer in my car to go through Emails, or answer texts. Sometimes, if I am really lucky, I will read a chapter out of a book. Well…that is, until the little sleuth finds me. I swear she has a tracker on me, and the second my car pulls up, this little skin and bones girl shows up at my car in nothing but her unders and her BYOO wrapped around her! Probably because I usually invite her in, and then we change my quiet time into our special date.
How stinking cute is Dash’s journal entry. I sent this to Grey, and he corrected Dash to say his hair is actually orange!
Navy always makes sweet notes for everyone.
I really liked this original idea of hers that I got today, after a walk around our naighborhood!
I would like to document that at almost seven years old, Dash still has an affinity for those two fingers. I told him he has a birthday coming up, and it might be a good breaking point. He told me he didn’t think it was, but that maybe he will stop sucking his fingers when he turns eight. I’ll bet you he doesn’t.
Pippi has become quite the little scooterer lately. She is fast, takes turns flawlessly, and looks good while doing it.
Dash wanted in on the action. She explained to him that she needed to be the teacher, and he needed to follow what she told him.
Dash was quite the sport!