Momma Drama

Coping skills....

Where art thou today? It's one of those days. The kind that have my cringing every time someone hollers "Mom!" One of those that have me doing my least favorite thing in the world, backtracking. You know, the re-doing of some damn thing, because someone (Maiya) has just un-done it. The kind of day that challenges me to remain civil. The kind of day that makes me pull over on the side of the road until the children are sufficiently bewildered into quietness. The kind of day that has me saying and doing everything 3 fuckin' times, because even if they've seen each other get in trouble for whatever it is, they ALL still need to copy each other and do it too. I think it's beacuse I'm feeling not right. Not sick, but not right. Allergy/sinus thing I think. Please let it be over soon.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch....

There are 6 baby finches, and DAMN! are they ever noisy! I can't believe they all fit into that tiny nest. Eight of them...

The twice a week trips to the allergist continue...Dave has been kind enough to take him on Mondays. Last week was vacation bible school, the kids went and I worked it. I'm actually glad it's over with now. It was fun, but took up the whole morning.

We are enjoying the summer so far. My gf was just here the last few days to visit. We had our first bon-fire on Tuesday night. We have had lots of slip & slide fun. The new swingset is up and operational. We been to our first 'official' *gasp!* playdate, and it was fun. We had a picnic lunch and hike down at the campground. We've been traveling (400+ miles roundtrip) to Grandmas. We took Dave to the wave pool for Father's Day. Now we just need to plan our camping weekends. We (the big 2 and I) went rollerskating on Monday, and they had "Track & Field" day yesterday at the high school. They got to play tag, have water balloon tosses, throw the footballs around and hang out at the playground at the end.

For the first time in about 7 or so years I don't feel the need to being in the middle of a 'project'. The house is set for now. The two upstairs bedrooms need to be gutted and done, but for some odd reason I want nothing to do with it. I'd rather sit outside and tan, and have Dave teach me how to ride the bike, and hang out with the kids....rollerblading, walking, swimming, etc. :) What is wrong with me?