Sweet Summertime

I have officially been home with the kids for two whole weeks now...and am still alive to tell about it. This summer has been a tad bit easier than the last. One less bottom to wipe, no passey's to keep up with, and almost everyone can put on their own shoes. There might be a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel after all!

Last week, I saw that light and ran toward it. It had been a pleasant day. The kids were playing, and for the most part, sweet with each other. Well, I've had this night stand that I bought at a garage sale three years ago in the garage. This crazy idea popped in my head that it might be a nice time to start refinishing it. After all, it just needed a little sanding and repainting. Then, Caleb would have a cute night stand by his bed. So I took it out and started working on it. Everything was going smoothly. The kids were under my feet of course, but it was workable. They were just inhaling all of the lead in the old paint as I removed it. So, please don't make a big deal if they show up with a third eye or something someday. My fault. Anyways, I got everything painted and left it to dry.

Later, in the afternoon, the kids went out to play. I didn't think anything of it, because the paint was dry by now. Nothing could POSSIBLY happen, right? well, except for Frijole Man thinking it needed another 50 coats of paint!!

Caught red-handed. I'm not sure if he's praying for mercy here or what. He needed it!

I'm sure this summer will be filled with a number of exciting stories, so I'll keep you posted!

Wee Hee!

Do you remember my unforgettable Black Friday story? Think back to the part where I was standing in the parking lot next to Wal-mart in the pouring rain at 4:30 am, trying to load a trampoline that weighs more than I do, in my car. Well, the trampoline has been in the box in our garage all this time. We keep having all this beautiful weather, so I lovingly asked my dear husband to put it together today. I had this great idea that it might wear the kids out and they would start sleeping more. Much to my surprise, he complied, and without a single "why on earth is she asking me to do this-now?"

He managed to get the trampoline put together with the exception of the safety net. Yes, we have one. No, we weren't expecting our two year olds to jump on it without one. However, we did let them try it out. They had a blast. There was only one head-banging incident which was quickly recovered from. I'm sure our neighbors love that my knees now reach the top of our fence when I stand on it. I'm even more happy that they had four kids of their own and completely understand the need for energy depletion.

So begins our new adventure of a trampoline. Mom is enjoying the workout and the kids are loving bouncing around like little monkeys. Everyone has warned us of broken arms, concussions, etc. Of course, none of those people lived in a house with three rambunctious boys who do more dare-devil acts in the house than they will ever manage to do on the trampoline-knock on wood. Wee Hee!