Bobby D!

Every once in a while this toughmama has to go see the master. And, Thursday night we did just that.

See the set list here.

Bob has yet to lose his magic, and good fun was had by all. Thanks to all who made it possible (ahem, dad). :)

If you got a letter from me

And it was a little out dated, let me explain. I took the boys to get Wal-Mart pictures. We'll go on the safe side and say that it was July. Picture sending is not a simple task, and can only be done once the bugs are snug. I have to spread the pics out into several categories, label the backs, hand write a heart-felt note, find the addresses, AND have stamps in order to get them all out. This task is almost as monumental as sending Christmas cards; maybe I should have made the boys don Santa hats. So anyway, by the time the kiddos were snoring and I gathered all of my materials: scissors, pen, stationary, address book, and clips of the boys strained smiles, I was zonked. I would write 2, maybe 3 letters, realize that I was beyond tired, and pack everything away until a more convenient time. I finally finished the first phase of the process, and then proceeded to ride the letters around in the car with me instead of putting them in the mailbox, somehow thinking they would be better off at the post office which is nowhere near our house. So here it is September, and believe it or not, I still have 2 cards to send, without addresses on them. Who know what the notes on the inside say. When I first began the process, Eli couldn't even walk. Now he is practically running, but I hesitate to open the unsent for fear that they will make their way to the bottom of the to-do list pile and never reappear. Tomorrow's post will be about how I used to be better at correspondence and friendships. I promise I did. I blame it on the kids.

Oh, and if you didn't get WalMart pics, and would like some, please let me know. I'll send you copies within a couple of weeks of your request.

Turning 28 for the 4th year in row

"But, I don't want to be 31." - me
Caressing my cheek, "But you have to, sweetie." -ollie

No Bath Fridays

Rule!! If you've never tried this, I highly recommend it. It is such a joy at the end of a long week to realize one part of the routine isn't necessary. The boys enjoy it, too. Sometimes we do in fact rinse off, or like this week, we had bath Friday, and no bath Saturday instead because they were disgusting. We usually change sheets on the weekend anyway, so no worries of bed-bugs.

We have been out of town, or had guests the past 3 weekends in a row, and this weekend was joyfully uneventful. We bought bikes and a trailer (not for that much), and had a long bike ride. Evan is going to start biking to school, since we live so close. Anywho, life chugs on in the Boro, I can smell fall coming, and I have no bath Friday to look forward to next week so it will feel like we are off the hamster wheel for even a couple of minutes.

Surfs up dude

Rubber duckies mold and other random observations

I had no idea that rubber duckies, though loveable and iconic, are also disposable at our house. We love them, but as soon as I can see black through the yellow, in the trash they go.

I love silly putty and play with it as if an addict. I won't let the kids touch it. They aren't responsible enough for it, plus it might be chalked full of chemicals and weird stuff. But, me, oh, my, sweet, sweet, putty.

ELI IS WALKING!! There, I have been meaning to post that for 2 weeks or so, and haven't had time.

Everybody is back at school. Ollie LOVES his, and I am happy with his teacher and program. Though, not Montessori, as I would have liked, the program does help prepare him for Kindergarten. Eli is eating, sleeping, and not crying in his class, and I suppose that means he likes it just fine. Neither of the boys have ever done "day care" and this is a huge step for us. I am mostly uncomfortable with the idea, but tend to rationalize and look on the bright side as all work-out-of-the-home moms must do. Evan seems to be digging his classes. He's almost done!!

The entire clan of in-laws is coming for labor day, so I am sure to have stories to tell after Monday, so stay tuned!

I know I owe all my adoring fans a few pictures, and will get to that soon.

What should 2 southern women be doing at the end of summer?

Canning you say? Ding, ding, ding! What else in 100+ weather! Mom finally helped motivate me to do something with the store house of veggies that have accumulated in the last couple of weeks. We spent all Saturday filling the freezers. We poured cocktails and made salsa, froze green beans, crowder peas, butter beans, squash casserole, and okra ready for frying.We pickled okra (a first for me) and shucked a bushel of corn. I ducked out after that, but mom cored it all, and froze it. Hungry for veggies this winter we shall not be. So, come eat, y'all!