I'm kind of sick of the puddles. Love the rain. Hate the puddles. And this is what the back seat looks like during the first half of my drive to work:
She's already starting to look like a brooding teenager. And we have so many years left before she actually is a teenager. After I took this picture she asked to see it so she could check what her hair looked like. There wasn't much time for getting ready this morning. We were tired. Another reason why I'm so glad it's my last work day for the week.
So remember how I said on Monday that I was going to make this week so much more productive than last week? Yeah, that totally hasn't happened. I did get one project done that I've been wanting to do. The kids and I cleaned out the game cupboard yesterday afternoon. Gabriel tried to help but really wasn't very helpful. At all. I think every piece from every game we own was on the floor at one point. But we finally got through it and Frejya has really been in the donating mood lately so we were able to get rid of a few old games that never get played. So that made me happy - the less stuff we have, the better. Now if I can just get motivated enough to get through the rest of the projects on my list. Actually it's not motivation that's really my problem. I think it's the path of destruction that my kids leave in their wake everywhere they go in the house. I struggle between wanting to pawn them off on someone else for a full day so I can get everything done that I want to, and wanting to spend every single second that I'm not at work with them. It's a tough choice. And I always choose spending time with them. That's not a bad thing, though. Except probably for Gabe sometimes when he has to listen to me complain about how I hate our messy house.
Ok I'll stop rambling now. Here's a picture of Gabriel's newest discovery. The tv has buttons on the side and he can get a really great reaction out of daddy when he pushes them. Awesome! Let's do it over and over again.
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