I just got back from London last night.
My Mom and I went to attend a conference there for Lucy’s Bardet-Biedl Syndrome. We learned SO much and met some of the kindest people. We also got to go visit my sister who lives in London for a whirlwind visit filled with planes, trains and automobiles. SO much more about that when I can get all my pictures situated.
Dave was still in his two-week-plus stay in China for work (yes, I really did say two-week-plus, and we have been withering away missing him), so the kids had a patchwork of amazing babysitters and friends while my Mom and I were gone.
My heart was wilting without them so it was so great to get back to them and snuggle them up last night.
We had an English taste-test for Family Home Evening: (Which I can hardly remember because of the jet-lag fog, but I think the milk chocolate Hobnobs came out as the winner. I personally like the dark chocolate digestives best but whatever.)
I sent them off to school this morning with “I Love London” paraphernalia covering their backpacks and lunches packed with Hobnobs.
Claire marched out the door proclaiming that London is her very most favorite place in the whole wide world “even though I’ve never even been there” so whatever I told them about it must have worked 🙂
In the meantime before I can get all that we did there situated on this blog, here’s a post I wrote a bit ago trying to catch up with some of the little things happening around here lately:
I don’t know what the world is coming to, but I let my two teenage children go with every teenager in the desert to see the midnight premier of The Hunger Games.
Yes that one movie where children kill off other children.
When you think about that it sure does seem crazy. But we had all read the book and were dying to see how they portrayed it in a movie.
When they asked why I wasn’t joining them I told them I couldn’t stay awake that long (their friends’ moms accompanying them were much younger than me and could handle things like that). And then it hit me: I am OLD.
I wish I had taken video footage of all those kids sprawled throughout the outdoor mall waiting for the excitement to begin when I dropped off Elle (although I know part of the excitement was the waiting part), but here is the crew who picked up Max:
There was a time period a while back where we could not find new jeans for Claire. I really did try to make it to the store, but man alive, her size is rough to come by.
Max and I went and got tested for what was causing our crazy seasonal allergies. Our appointments were a day apart from each other. They pricked my back with all sorts of things I may be allergic to and told me they’d be back in fifteen minutes. On her way out the door the nurse peeked her head back in and said, “Oh, by the way, you may start itching. Don’t itch if you do.”
Oh my word for crying out loud my skin was positively crawling to be itched by the time they finally resurfaced to check my back.
I guess the reason is because I’m allergic to practically every single thing they tested me for. I tried taking a picture of my back but the angle made it too tricky so I was excited I got to take Max and help him not itch for the itchiness the next day.
It turns out our numbers were almost exactly the same (except most of his were a few points higher than mine).
We are allergic to pretty much every tree and plant that grows around here. So it makes sense that stuff like this (the soccer complex parking lot) causes some problems.Luckily we got some preventative things to help us when that hits again next year.
Lu and I have a little routine every morning.
As soon as the big kids leave we head up and have a little special time getting her ready and making her bed.
I help straighten the comforter but she does the rest, and boy howdy it sure does take a long time because she has to line up all these “guys” just so:
We did the quarter trick to Claire for April Fools Day.We all got a big kick out of that one.
My kids use school supplies to their full potential:
Max made a hatchet with his group at church.
I have to admit, it turned out pretty darn awesome.
Lu could play “pretend” all day long from sun-up to sun-down.
(I’m so glad we pulled that little picnic table out of my friend’s trash heap…we have used that sucker SO much.)
It was Field Day at school.
She’s had such a great time with that this year. It doesn’t hurt to have awesome teacher leaders:
I think this picture gives away how Claire felt about field day:
She suckered me into taking her to lunch after I volunteered over there.
I think her hair-do (post water games) and my lip (winding-down-cold-sore) are a pretty good match.
Lu got to go on a special field trip with her school.
One of the local Jr. High Schools puts on a special carnival for the integrated preschools around here.
Here’s a sneak-peek of what it looks like:
I love this quote:
(for more about our “quote chalkboard” click HERE)
Too bad it’s over 100 degrees here this week. We’re gonna have to shift to using those gems in the pool instead.
That’s why it only happens once in a blue-moon. Only when we’re really desperate after we’ve finished our spring-cleaning-grand-closet-clean-out. (see the part about Claire’s jeans above:)
(More on that later.)