Day 2

Today is kind of our last play day before the kids go back to school and we get ready for Dragon Master's (he and I decided to upgrade from Obi Wan) baptism on Saturday, so I desperately wanted to take the kids swimming.  I want all my kids to excel at swimming since I didn't have my first swim lesson until I was 31 and am still terrified of deep water, and yet when they aren't doing swim lessons in the summer, it is hard to work up enthusiasm to go to the YMCA and swim.  Four kids plus 1 mom equals chaos between changing rooms and keeping track of everyone.  BUT off we went because doing all of this plus being super pregnant makes it a real adventure.  

It was actually really fun.  I am very floaty with the big belly, so it took some weighing down from the Quiet Man and The Hulk to keep me from being too buoyant.  Judy Moody and Dragon Master are pretty good at holding their own by now, and so all in all it was great.  They even, miracle of miracles, got the slide and the high dive up and running while we were there.  Our YMCA is crowded, disorganized and unpredictable, but I have no idea where else to go in the winter, so you deal with what your dealt right?

We went right before lunch, having had only a mild snack, so The Quiet Man and Hulk went right to fridge pillaging when we got home.

The Hulk managed to have no major tantrums and did pretty well except for refusing to let anyone but me help him get dressed afterward.

 Stealthy Dragon Master managed to pull a string cheese out of his mouth to be attempt to be photogenic for me.  I'll catch him candid yet!!!

 My lovely lady had to go straight to cat cuddling when she got home as she is patient enough to wait for me to make an actual lunch.

 And, of course, the pillagers at work.  Children can really work through string cheese and raisins at an alarming rate, I tell you.

It has been a good day.  I took down all our Christmas except tree lights, and I don't envy the husband because getting the lights off that dried out tree is going to be like prying a ring from the clutches of a corpse with rigor mortise.  He wraps those puppies in there expertly, in his own unique way, and I normally take them out/off (never easy but this year will be particularly bad.  You see, I am the glue that holds this joint together, and the glue is a bit extra tired and only watered the tree for 5 days before giving up, so she is Ezekiel cried them dry bones dry), but even though the language might get a bit colorful, I have no problem leaving it up to my man this year.

Now I am making a double batch of lasagna, 1 to freeze, and if I'm very fast, maybe I will have time to lie down before Hulkie wakes up from his nap in his big boy bed...maybe.

I love these kids of mine so much, and I am a bit sad it is back to school on Monday, but all good things (cliche-o-rama) do indeed come to an end, at least in this life.