I stayed up till almost 2:30am last night. Reading a book. Bad Mommy! But the book was good! And sad. I cried. Then I got frustrated. And I’ve been thinking of the ending all day and trying to figure out if that’s actually the only way it could have ended or if it could have ended differently and worked. Not sure…
The kids were up at 7am today. That means I got ma-aby 4 and a half hours last night. No wonder my head is pounding, my eyes are itching, and I’m crabby.
Early bed for all! Whoopie!
Tonight for Family Home Evening we painted wooden letters to hang our our family home evening board. I know at one point I thought of doing pictures for everyone, but really, I just never got around to it. Letters are easy. Letters work! And now, they are painted! Butterfly painted hers purple (of course), I did mine blue with white antiquing on it, Pirate painted his white, and Professor painted his yellow. Juice painted his black with a yellow smiley face on it. So clever.
Juice helped Pirate, who liked to watch his paint run off his brush and then paint everywhere but his letter. Juice had a ton of paint on his hands as he tried to scoot Pirate’s letter in the line of the brush stroke. Professor sat on my lap and kept throwing his hands up in the air yelling “yay!” Took me by surprise every time.
My face was very yellow.
Butterfly slathered the paint on, but is very good about getting it just on the letter and not on anything else. That gives me hope. In 2 and a half years, when the boys are 5, they can be trusted to paint.
Until then, the paints go away.