Girl's camp is days away. I feel overwhelmed as I think about what that entails as a leader and for my family. I'm sure my kids will be just fine but I hope to have things squared away for them before I leave. Right after camp, Lottie has her end of year dance recital, complete with long evening rehearsals leading up to the big show. The moment following her performance is when I will truly be able to relax, or at least I hope! I don't want to be a ball of nerves between now and then. I tell myself that the secret is to find joy in the madness of it all and in pacing myself. To be honest, I'm not sure what that means exactly. Any tips or suggestions are welcome. In the past, I didn't have much compassion for Mom's who complained about being "busy" because it seemed obvious that a lot of our stress is a result of things we willingly sign up for. But in wanting certain experiences for your children, choosing to have multiple children and wanting to do a good job in fulfilling a church calling, etc. these things add up!
Writing makes me feel better, this I know, which is why I'm sitting here at my computer. I should be waking up Forrest from his nap and getting ready for our babysitter who will be here in a few minutes...yes, my time is short so I'll return to the keyboard sooner than later, I hope.
Thank you for enduring my self prescribed venting session. Moving on to the "endings" we celebrated this month:
Soccer ended! I was definitely sad during their last game of the season but got over that real quick when I realized I didn't have to remember weekday practices. Andrew was super happy to have his Saturday mornings back! That first free Saturday we had, we cleaned neglected corners of our home (read: the basement) and our bedrooms. I made a trip to the D.I. to donate some of our things. Andrew squeezed in an afternoon fishing trip during Forrest's nap time with the older kids. And, as promised, that afternoon we took the kids to Lagoon.
Lottie scored seven goals at her last game!
She was thrilled to earn her first medal!
Eliza ended her season on a high note.
She scored a goal during her last game.
We were all thrilled!
My parents were even there to see it.
Henry's best game happened when neither Andrew or I were there to cheer him on.
Andrew was out of town and I was at Lottie's game;
which unfortunately, was scheduled at the same time.
Our neighbor is his coach so his family was there to support him.
I wanted to cry when I got the text that read:
"Henry scored THREE goals!"
One of the biggest highlights of the second grade, in my humble opinion, are the butterfly pictures they make. I love how Henry's turned out!
Speaking of school highlights, Eliza participated in a "pioneer trek" at school. I first learned about the fourth grade pioneer trek when Eliza was a Kindergarten. The Kindergarten kids participate as they play the role of the Indians. The meet the Pioneers and the two groups play games and share a snack. This was the first time we had a Pioneer participant from our family. I was so delighted by the detail and historical thought that went into this event. Thanks to my sister Ami, Eliza truly looked the part.
Eliza was so happy to have me there. Unfortunately, before her trek family made it to Laramie, Wyoming where I was stationed, Forrest suffered a big fall on the playground. His mouth and nose were bleeding terribly. I did my best to calm him down but the poor child was miserable. So, I had to find Eliza so I could sadly explain the reason why I needed to leave. She was crestfallen. She offered to give Forrest her tootsie pop (because Pioneers apparently ate those?) to alleviate his stress, but even the tootsie pop couldn't console him. I took him home for some Ibprofen and then bought him a slurpee of all things because I was hoping the coldness from it would help reduce his swelling and the sweetness of it would make him stop crying. It worked. But keep in mind, dear reader, when I went into seven eleven, I was most certainly still wearing my Pioneer clothes. In fact, I wore my Pioneer clothes most of the day (ha ha ha! It's true!). I found them to be very comfortable!
The weather has been lovely so we've been outside a lot. One of our new favorite things is to go bike riding. The problem is that sometimes as we ride, I'll spy neighbors outside. And so I stop and visit... and as my family sits and watches, I politely wave them on ahead. "I'll catch up in a minute"... I say. But sometimes I don't because I really like visiting with friends.
One afternoon, Andrew had stake business over at the Bell's home. They have a real neat farm so we spent sometime watching the goats while he did his errand.
When we first bought our bike trailer, I had envisioned us taking Lottie to and from school. The last week of preschool we finally made it happen. It was raining, but I didn't care. Lottie sure thought it was neat when we pulled up on our bikes!
You may or may not know (or care) that Andrew works from home often. To be honest, it took time adjusting to this change. His new "commute" is fantastic, but there was a learning curve for us both. For example, as much as I want to, I can't go invade his office every five minutes to talk about our life. As for him, he had to accept that we have kids and that I can't always maintain an ideal noise level. Anyway, we've worked out most of these issues which have made me enjoy the perks more.Today, as an example, we went swimming at a neighbors house. Andrew was able to pop over on his lunch break and swim with us for awhile. Things like this make me so happy. Even though he has to travel sometimes, the kids see him a lot. Just last night, while driving home from Station Park, Forrest said out of the blue, "I want to see my Dad." These kids sure love him.
For family night, we had a lesson around our fire pit and roasted S'mores.
Lottie completed preschool (Wahhhhhhhh!!!!). Here are
This was taken a few minutes after picking up the big kids from their last day of fourth and second grade! Time needs to SLOW down!