So Much to Say About Summer

I haven't documented a lot of our summer this year. A few months ago I bought a new lap top (which was actually a return from another customer sold to me for a discount), and unfortunately, it has had some problems. I've taken it into the shop six times since I bought it three months ago. Luckily, none of this has cost me a dime due to the awesome warranty, but I haven't had a decent computer to use for most of the summer. Today I picked up my lap top from the shop for *hopefully* the last time. We'll see...

Anyway, summer has been good to me. It was rough in the beginning because I wasn't doing very well emotionally, but I'm feeling a lot better now.

Here are some of the highlights from summer:

Nicky and Daisy took swimming lessons

 

We ate free lunch at the park about 25 times

We went camping - this was Eva's first time. She did alright.

We went to Wyoming with some friends and had a wonderful time.

 

We hung out at various lakes testing out paddle boards and kayaks.

 

Eva started walking.

We went to the Chalk Art Festival.

 

We spent a day in Logan and went to Willow Park Zoo and some other fun places.

 

We has season passes to Lagoon, our local amusement park.

Scotty and I went on Pioneer Trek.

 

My sister-in-law potty trained Zoe for me. HALLELUJAH!

I started doing PiYo. If I could eat healthy, this would probably be very beneficial for me.

 

Scotty, Nicky, and I went to Cub Scout camp.

 

I was on the committee for our Church's summer party. I learned how to twist balloon hats, sword, and dogs and then taught the Cub Scouts how. I now have the ultimate respect for balloon twisters.

I taught my kids how to sew buttons and do boondoggle.

Scotty and I worked on Nicky and Daisy's bedrooms to 85% completion.

 

We had a Grandma Camp complete with an inflatable water slide.

We went on 4-5 hikes.

 

We rode the Heber Creeper (a train).

 

I got up by 5:30 almost every weekday morning to exercise.

I figured out that the key to successful parenting is for each kid to have their own wading pool.

 

We killed two bunnies.

We kept nine chickens alive.

 

We did the neighborhood color run.

 

We celebrated Scotty's 35th birthday in the mountains.

We registered our four-wheeler for the first time since we bought it five years ago.

In many ways, we were bored out of our minds, but in other ways, we partied hard. I thingkI can declare this summer a successful one.

Now... hooray for school!

(The kids'... not mine!)

Five days and counting...

Things I Must Confess

I once ran over a lady with my shopping cart at Costco. She was talking on her cell phone, and I was pushing a giant composter that I couldn't see over.

Every time I get in the car with Zoe, I give her a Tic Tac and tell her it's medicine that makes her not throw up (she has a thing for faking car sickness. My placebo helps me know when it's legit).

I like McDonald's chicken nuggets and could easily eat a twenty-piece by myself if I didn't have to share with my kids (sweet and sour sauce is a must even though it tastes nothing like actual sweet and sour sauce).

I have completely given up on my New Years resolution to not drink soda in 2016. Every time I go to my mom's house, I get a cold soda out of her fridge and then I tell her, "I have to drink this because I'm quitting tomorrow."

I've used the same kabuki make-up brush for over 8 years (and I've never washed it). Every day, I think, "Wow! I am rubbing 8 years worth of... Something... On my face right now." But then I remember that a new brush is $30, and I get over it real quick.

I like to stick rose petals up my nose and then shoot them out like confetti (don't knock it til you try it!)

Sometimes I'm grateful for Zoe's speech issues because she says really awful, embarrassing things, and I can make it sound like she said something else. Like today, when she said "You're fat" to my friend, I totally played it off like she said "You bad!" which is what it sounded like anyway, and then I started play fighting with her and saying, " No, YOU bad!" and when she said, "No, YOU fat!" it sounded like she said, "No, YOU bad!" and then I started singing, "I'm Bad" by Michael Jackson, and all was well.