Y'all. I got my ac/heater replaced last Monday, and it's the first time we haven't sweated out the heat of the day. The ac/heater was original to the house (yeah, like 40 years old) and just couldn't keep up with our Texas summers of 100+ temps. It would run all day, never get below 83, and be pretty humid. But this Saturday? It was the first Saturday in the 6 years I've lived there that clothing might actually be an option. We didn't take the option, but it was nice to know it was there.
So what did I do on my first cool indoor Saturday?
Worked in the garage.
I know. Pitiful. But I had to start digging out Evan's baby clothes to take inventory. I THINK with some leggings and cardi's, I can make a good 3/4 of my summer baby clothes work for my new winter baby. Maybe? I'll let you know how that goes in 6 months. I washed two full loads of 0-3 months clothes, so surely something's gonna work. Just nod yes.
After our water park excursion, the kids and I went to the grocery store, then called in Fuzzy's to go because low and behold, the grocery store was out of rotisserie chicken. (come one people. It was 6 on Saturday. You didn't think I'd actually be cooking at this point, did you?).
Sunday as I was putting my makeup on, I turned around to a little someone playing dress up in my clothes. It has begun!
Sunday morning was church as usual, then home for lunch (Mom was sick) and nap time. After nap time I took the kids to the pool where we spent the remainder of the afternoon. Dinner time came and I still didn't feel like cooking, so we had the BEST. NIGHT. EVER. in the words of my children: peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, real (!) chips, baby carrots, and homemade chocolate cupcakes all in a tent while we watched Emperors New Groove. The pool was a hit. The food was a hit. The movie was a hit. Basically I won Best Mom In the World award last night.
This picture was taken a few weeks ago, but I forgot to write about it. Evan did really good in her bed when she first got it, but after about a month I'd have to go in there two or three times to put her back to bed. She'd turn on her little bed lamp and read books, play with her babies, change her jammies, basically do whatever she wanted. She'd always end up back in bed asleep, but I never knew what toys would be out when I went to check on her. See the proof? I always put my kids to bed with picked up floors- not baby items and stuffed animals everywhere. We've gone over the list of things not to do so many time now that as she climbs into bed she chants "No babies. No books. No wight. No ca-set. (closet) No cwothes off." It seems to help- I don't find toys mysteriously out anymore, but I do find her asleep at the end of her bed instead of on her pillow. My silly girl.