I've posted before about how slow most Thursdays are. I've just worked 4 days in a row. My kids have been up and ready early and haven't had a lot of time with mom and dad. Wednesday nights we are at church.
So Thursday mornings are bliss. We don't have to get dressed, well except for Miss Rose going to school (although this is her last full week!). If it's my week to drive, usually the rest of us are still in jammies in the minivan. I try to not schedule things early, if anything at all.
Do you know that even kids of two-working-parents get tired during the work-week? I can tell on Thursdays, my kids are tired. They are ready to be in their own home all day and play with their own toys. Sometimes they resist getting dressed at all during the day. I let them lounge on the couch and watch a little extra TV. They love to play, so if they are actually still, watching a show, I know they need the downtime.
Not a lot of housework gets done in the early part of the week. Sometimes I get an urge to do deep cleaning or organization on Thursdays. Today was one of those days. It was gloomy all day--typical June for us--but it made me want to hunker down in the house, and the girls didn't mind either.
A few weeks ago I moved Miss Rose into Lily's room and moved Lily in with Maleah. Miss Rose actually was the only one who had a hard time the first night, but it's been great. However, the little girls' room still needed a lot of attention. So I decided to tackle it today.
I love the cubbies. But they get crammed full of random stuff so easily. And stuffed animals. We have so many. But Gracie knows each and every one. I don't have the heart to get rid of them because she truly cycles through them all.
So I organized, cleaned, and threw stuff away while the girls played. Gracie loves weddings and requested to wear a wedding dress. So it was flower girl dress day for a few hours. Gracie played with her figurines. She has such a wonderful imagination. Even if a lot of the talk is about boyfriends, girlfriends and Justin Beiber.
Lily was a little mama, singing Jesus Loves Me to her baby over and over again. Melt my heart! She has the melody of the song down really well, but you can only make out every few words. I recorded her singing it on my iPhone. Sometime I'll figure out how to get the clip on her for you to hear it. Absolutely precious.
I rolled in my pajamas. All.Day. It was yoga pants and a tshirt. But still, I did sleep in them last night. Sometimes though, that's how you roll. Once I made it past lunch, what was the point of changing? And my neighbor was able to pick Miss Rose up from school, so no need to get dressed for pick-up (which requires walking into the school). I didn't get in the van once today. If I had a picture, I'd share. But, oh shame, I don't.
We did walk about half a mile to sign Gracie up for soccer, and half a mile back. I just threw on a sweatshirt and we went. Gracie rode her Coaster Car the whole way. This is what happens when she rides her coaster car. She flies on that thing. And propels herself with her toes.
Thankfully, we have a lot of hand me down shoes from friends and Miss Rose. She's gone through about 4 pairs already. I need to invent shoes that have thick rubber soles on the toes. I try to limit the shoes she wears to ride her car, but inevitably she gets out there without me noticing what shoes she is wearing, or it's when a babysitter is here, and once the damage begins, might as well make them play shoes. These were super cute shoes though and I'm sad they met this fate.
Gracie is excited about soccer. She will either be the girl picking flowers from the grass, or she will be up in the mix. It's really hard to say. She wanted to wear her practice shirt to bed, although she didn't want a picture taken. She has normal eyes. I promise.
In the midst of cleaning and playing, Lily wanted to climb into a wooden cradle. This cradle is older than I am. There are photos of me laying in it as a newborn (for fun, not for function). Then, Lily was taking pictures while in the cradle. I love these chubby feet.
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When we got home from soccer sign-ups, I had to change into fresh pajamas. After 24 hours in those ones, I couldn't bear another 12.
Oh, and Miss Rose's haircut? Here it is in the salon, blown dry. She wasn't a fan of the flip at the bottom.
The other day I told her she should do extra chores and earn money to buy me a super nice birthday present. She said, "I know what I'll give you. A...big...chunk...of...love." Sweet. And sassy. Doesn't want to spend her money on mama. That's ok. I'd rather have her love anyday.
Most days her hair is crazy as ever. Just like her.
And, that's how we roll.
(oh, I do have somewhat of a conclusion to the saga of Lily's illness this week. She is doing much better. I'll post about it tomorrow)
