Butterflies

Aside from the dance recitals and the house guest, this weekend is also notable for the fact that on Sunday morning my girls will leave for a week at Girl Scout camp. This will be the 4th year for the Drama Queen and I get highly emotional every time I see the bus leave – and cheer the loudest of anyone upon its return. This year is different though, because Stinkerbelle is getting on the bus too. I’m tearing up as I write this because I just can’t even imagine a whole week without my baby. She’s excited and nervous (me too!) and confident that she’s the bravest kid around because none of her friends felt ready to go yet.

Thankfully, I’ll be way too busy to miss them too much. (Yeah right!) As soon as we return from the bus we will start a total, top to bottom renovation of Stink’s room. DH and I did a similar thing for DQ a few years ago. New furniture and accessories have been purchased, paint has been chosen, volunteers enlisted, and craft projects planned. I’m really excited about this! The best part is that Stink has no clue at all.

The current theme in her room is butterflies and my super-hero loving, star wars watching, skateboard riding, Tae Kwon Do doing child is just not a butterfly kid. She has asked many times over the past few (3 or 4) years if I would please get rid of the butterflies. (One of them even “magically” released itself from her ceiling) Finally her wish will be granted and she has no idea of the huge plans afoot.



Someone recently demandedrequested proof of knitting. Here it is! This picture shows the first Trek sock and the front of DQ’s U-Neck top. I’ve been deliberately going slowly with the sock – trying to make my 2 balls of Trekking last through the summer. I’ve stalled enough now and I’m fairly certain that I’ll finish the first sock tomorrow at the recital – and start the second. Also pictured is the front of the U-Neck Top. I’d be really happy if I could at least get to the neck by Sunday night. Progress is a beautiful thing!

I saw this over at Cursing Mama and I decided that it was about time I found put how weird I really am. I know what my sibs think, my buddies, my kids… what’s the real story? As it turns out, I’m not so weird after all.

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