I seem to be in a bit of blogging slump. So, I give you a picture that's pretty stinkin' cute. I will be back when I think of something to blog about it.
Flip Flop Season
We've been busy.
Packing bags, painting toenails, enjoying the rain, eating popcorn, laughing at Daddy, talking about the zoo, dreaming about Old Navy, listening to music, making messes, asking questions, taking pictures, playing with friends, laughing at jokes, watching Bugs Bunny, making cookies, planning trips, reading books, and counting boxes.
What have you been up to lately?
Packing with Sanity (snort)
The packing has begun. I've moved internationally, every two to four years, for my whole life. It's part of who I am. And I still don't like it. But I've accepted it.
I've accepted that my house will be a disaster zone for the next few weeks. Embrace the mess.
I've accepted that my hair will be in a pony tail almost every day. Love the ponytail.
I've accepted that my children will eat an amazing amount of junk food till we leave. Eat the Froot Loops.
I've accepted that no matter how inconvenient, most of my friends will stop by on the day before we leave to say goodbye.
I've accepted the fact that they will cry and be sad. But I will be too spent to cry with them.
I've come to accept the fact that although I think I have enough boxes, I dont.
The most important thing to remember, is that no matter how crazy things get, I MUST NOT SELL OR GIVE AWAY THE CHILDREN.
The grandparents on the other end would never forgive me.
People I think you should meet (part 4)
That's my cousin, Jared. And his wife Meredith. I've never met her, but I'm sure her Super Power is living with him. I'm sure of it. (Just kidding, Jared! You know I love you, man!)
Anyway, Jared is pretty cool. An MK like me, grew up in Venezuela, oldest of 6 kids. He's ten months younger than me, to the day. He likes cars, computers, and his wife. (Not in that order. I'm pretty sure she comes first.)
He also screams like a girl when he sees a cockroach.
Like a girl. A littl girl. Get that?
Right now he is working his way through Bible College, which brings me to his Super Power.
His job.
He works for a window washing company. Like up high. On scaffoldings. Hanging off of buildings with a squeegee.
That's definitly a super power in my book.
Raw batter
We are spoon lickers in this house. Raw batter of all sorts has been eaten here. I like letting them lick the spoons and bowls because it keeps them happy while I finish cleaning up, but then I think, "Oh my goodness! Salmonella!!"
So I hand them HUMONGOUS carrots to eat. It eases my guilt.
Suppose
Suppose we have this guest bathroom that is never used by us. Suppose it's only really used by the teenagers that come for Bible studies throughout the week.
And just suppose that toilet has been broken for a while and we just kept forgetting it.
The teenagers never said anything because...well...I don't know why.
Anyway, suppose that after THREE months of a broken toilet we finally remembered to fix it.
(And by "we" I mean Mr. Husband and his two helpers.)
Turns out the teenagers are VERY HAPPY to know that know they can flush without sticking their hand into the tank.
I'm not saying this is a true story. Just suppose.
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