And I then stopped myself from putting the eggs away in the freezer. Plus there's the whole nausea and dry heaving and exhaustion and bathroom visits and general pervading worthlessnes. And preparing myself some garlic fish for lunch today, then after smelling it my body decides it needs a taco salad instead. Gotta love it.
I am so very glad it is summertime for my kids. They are already doing awesome summery things like making tents on the exercise equipment, riding bikes, baking yummy goodness, reading lots of books, and spending hours climbing out in the yard. I love that our yard is a gathering place for neighbor kids and church friends.
|A happy water fight at Grandma Fry's house|
|An 8-week "Baby Booger"|
|My sensitive tough-guy|
In other baby news, we have a new litter of gorgeous golden retriever puppies (from our red female, Maggie).
They are growing like crazy. We are expecting their eyes to open soon. The kids love to bring the puppies upstairs and make little houses for them in the living room. Until the pooping starts, then mommy banishes them back down to the basement. Caiden thinks the fat one poops more. Perhaps.
Corin (2) spends so much time with the puppies. He will go down to the basement and just sit quietly in the dark with Maggie and the puppies.
|Corin outside with the 1-day-old puppies|
I'd better clear the groceries and laundry detergent ingredients and dishes off the table and make room for that Tollhouse pie she's bringing!!