It’s
been a while, a long while, but my excuse is that my job sucks the life out of
me, and then I have to use my reserve fuel tank (often a caffeinated vitamin or
a double shot latte) to get through the evenings with my children who never seem
to be tired. I think Ben may be a vampire, however this isn’t yet confirmed, he
never sleeps. Lately I’ve caught him awake in his bedroom with the lights on
packing numerous backpacks for school, emptying his dresser only to find the
one pair of pants that is two years too short for him to wear to school the
next day. Apparently he loves preschool, he lets me put his pajamas on him
after his shower and then after I put him to bed he gets dressed for the next
day. Then there’s Presley, who is lately on a “OMG I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT MOMMY
HOLDING ME ON HER EVER-GROWING HIPS AND I’M GOING TO SCREAM AND CRY IF SHE PUTS
ME DOWN” phase. Trust me, it’s easier to hold her! I know what you’re thinking…stop
judging! So, yes, my children are WONDERFUL!
I’ve
been keeping myself busy this summer with a wonderful garden that produced
plenty of food for the raccoons and my family to share, especially since the
children would prefer ground up eyeballs, pig tails, and hooves (in the form of
a hot dog) to a nice meal of squash, green beans, or potatoes. Ben enjoyed “helping”
me in the garden, I’m quite sure that several carrots, green beans, and
watermelon were lost to his feet, but it was fun nonetheless. Presley spent
much of her time in the evenings while I gardened sitting in the grass
screaming because she wasn’t being held. She’s such a princess.
Also
this summer I’ve been training for a half-marathon. Don’t pretend to be
impressed, the majority of my training has included pushing a running stroller
with Princess Presley riding along and Benji riding his bicycle next to me. You
can imagine that I did not get very far…ever…especially anywhere close to 13.1 miles!
So, the race is this coming weekend, and I’ve logged about 6 miles in the 6
weeks or so that I’ve been training, I feel so accomplished.
Softball
season was officially ended without any bloodshed between my wonderfully once
in shape but now all he does is pushups husband and myself. He says it was the
last year of our summers being occupied with fastpitch softball, but I don’t
believe that he’s ready to give it up and join a golf league quite yet.
Now
that Benji is in preschool and Princess Presley is starting to talk, I hope to
have some great stories to share. I apologize for the long absence, I miss
writing every day, but I feel that rest is probably much healthier than the
dose of caffeine that would be needed to bust out a 500 word story!
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