Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Still here

Wow. It's been nearly a month since I posted. It's a good thing I am doing it today. If I'd waited till Friday it'd have been exactly a month. :) Nearly is better than exactly.



Matt was off from school for 3 weeks and we had a great time having Daddy/Husband home at regular hours free to hang out with us and go places. Summer classes have started back, three of which are online classes, so back to the grind.



Our tomato plants have become tomato trees (and that's what Lissy and Micah call them . I don't bother to correct them, since it is a better description.) The cherry tomatoes have begun ripening and we all like picking and eating straight from the garden. Even Cassie likes them. Even the tomato worms like them. Doom on you, tomato worms. Matt read online that you can shine a blacklight on them at night and they'll sort of glow, so we have plans for a worm hunt soon. In the meantime we pick them off and feed the ants and the kids get a lesson in the food chain. :) Camie calls it "the show." Pretty morbid, huh?



Today we went to the library for their summer reading program storytime. As we pulled in I called Matt and asked if he wanted to take his lunchbreak with us. He was too busy today and couldn't. :( Oh well, I thought, we'll think of something else to do after storytime. I was thinking it was a magic show today, but after we got there and saw books about penguins on display I realized that must've been for the older kids yesterday. Hmm. Didn't I do this same thing last year. Yes, I did.
I was a little confused about why Mrs. Cindy the library lady was doing door prizes before the story, as the kids were getting very noisy. And my friend Missy said something to her kids about having to leave in a few minutes. "Why did she even bother to come if she's not staying for the story?" I wondered. After each of the 20 kids had gotten their number drawn out of the hat and received a prize Mrs. Cindy said something about "see you next week." Ohhhh. It started at ten o'clock, not ten thirty. The kids were disappointed and I was too. I asked Missy what she was doing today, thinking we'd go out to lunch together. She already had plans. That's okay. The kids and I had the list of books we'd read together since last week and we could cash in for valuable prizes like suckers. Oops. No, this year they have to read 9 before they get a prize, not 5 like last year. So we picked out a load of books to bring home and decided to go by and see my niece Courtney at her job and see if she'd like to go eat with us. Not today, thanks, already have plans. Sigh.



My dear mother came to my rescue. She was home and didn't mind us coming over and hanging out. Thanks mom. Didn't mean to make it sound like you were my last choice, I just hate to overwhelm you with four hungry kids too often, so I was trying to find somebody we'd not overwhelmed in a while. I thoroughly enjoyed myself and we actually got a visit!

Kids are in bed now and Matt awaits my help with one of his online classes using my superb typing skills.

And now, a literal translation from the strange language of Micah: He was setting the table the other day and said he was getting "every spoon for each body." :)

1 comment:

mary said...

Sad but funny. Some days you just can't win. I love Micah-speak.

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