We’re more than halfway through summer vacation. Other than our camping trip and a family reunion over in Ohio, we haven’t really done too much. That’s fine with me. I don’t mind staying home.
On the fourth of July, we took the kids fishing before going to a picnic. Didn’t catch anything, and they lost interest after about 10-15 minutes.
Now, I have no idea where she gets this from(pretend you can hear the sarcasm here), but the girl likes to bring a book outside to read. The cat obviously has other ideas.
This past Monday, I finally went and cut the boy’s hair for the summer. It was getting pretty shaggy. I swear he always looks like a completely different kid when we cut his hair. I’ll admit, I didn’t do a very good job of it(he kept moving his head around, and I missed a few spots). My husband ended up cleaning it up.
after the haircut
lots of hair gone
Spending a lot of time outside these days. In the garden or working on the porch while the kids play out in the yard.
first flower on one of my cucumber plants
flying his kite through the yard
Okay, so it’s not officially summer yet. But, the weather’s been pretty warm(except for a few days this past weekend/beginning of the week) and since noon Wednesday, both kids are on summer vacation. So, close enough.
1st grade spelling bee champion
Done with preschool
Almost right away Wednesday, the boy started bugging me about taking the training wheels off his bike. He’s been riding two-wheelers all over at school, but we hadn’t taken the ones off his bike yet. Once I actually found a wrench in husband’s tool box(oh there are plenty of wrenches, find the one I needed was the issue), I got the training wheels off. He climbed on the bike and took right off. Did fall a couple times, and scraped a little skin off his knees/elbows, but he’d just get right back on and keep going. His sister still has no desire to get her training wheels off.
And last night, I got to go on my second motorcycle ride. There was a cruise-in at one of the local American Legions. We met up with some of the guys from the club my husband rides with(they’re all firefighters) and rode over to it. Had pizza, wings, and laughs. I was a lot more relaxed this time. And I found those knots of anxiety that are constantly coiled up tight loosened when we were riding. Now, that is a great feeling
This was me ready for our first ride.