So I supper all planned for last night. We were going to make Kabobs, turned out I didn't have any sticks, it was after 5 and I wasn't heading out again. So we're having Kabobs tonight. So pizza it was for the first supper of the summer holidays. We had a movie night, which we were done by 7:30. I asked the girls if they wanted to go to bed or do something else. Of course they said, 'do something else' so I took them all outside and headed for the garden. We did some weeding, some planting and all around got muddy. It was a lot of fun. I even had Aurora tell me that she really likes gardening...... who knew?! I was kinda beaming that my kids AND I enjoyed some gardening last night before bed. We didn't make it back in until 9:30. It was a great night!
I'm a Perfectionist and it's killing me. But the first step to solving a problem is admitting that you have one. That being said, it's not actually killing me but there are moments when it feels like it is. What can I say, I like order, I like it to be done promptly and without deviating from how I want it. (My kids just don't seem to get it) Being the mother of 3 older daughters and then a son, I thought I had the 'terrible twos' figured out. I DON'T! Boys are so different from girls. Now I don't need you to shake your head at me and roll your eyes and say 'DUH' but really they are so different. It started about 2 weeks ago when Gage started getting into mischief when I was nursing the baby. O.K. whatever, but it's only escalating and I know that the biggest reason for it is Archer (the baby) but what can I do about it. When I'm tied up nursing the baby I'm nursing the baby I can't be chasing a 2 year old. Yesterday was a prime...
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