September is half over

Here it is, four days from Lars’ 1^st Birthday and I didn’t realize it until I read it in today’s bulletin. Mother-of-the-year right here.

This week was a hodge podge of activities.

Al had a Winkle all day on Tuesday.

I became a piano teacher this week, picking up two students on Tuesdays after school. It works out well, the kids and I walk up to the city park and the girls walk from school and meet us there, then we all walk home. I had a good time, but we’ll see if I still think that in several weeks.

The ‘w’ on my keyboard is not working well. It’s amazing how often that letter is used, really.

Eden fell asleep reading a book

Evenings this week went something like this: Monday evening, the kids went to Laura’s while I had an EMS board meeting and Al had LWML. Tuesday evening, Al had a meeting. Wednesday evening, Al had confirmation class. Thursday evening, Al had an Elder’s meeting. Are you sensing a pattern here?

Lars was not feeling well this week. Runny nose, sneezes, up all night, etc… Two chiropractor apts later, he’s feeling better and on Friday, we went to Scottsbluff to pick up photos from Olan Mills and do some ‘odds-n-ends’ shopping. I was coming down with the cold that he had, but pumped enough Cold Tylenol into me to make it through the day.

Eden was all ready to go to the races with Daddy on Friday night in Gering, the last race of the season, but because it had rained all day, the track was closed. Eden was sorely disappointed, and asked all the way home when it was going to be time for the race. Unfortunately, the next race isn’t until next season.

A drooling Lars, looking through the rail down the steps.
He loves to push things through the rail and hit the dog,
laying at the bottom of the steps. Very funny.

Saturday morning, the kids and I went up to church to clean out the old parsonage basement for the upcoming construction project. Mark, Laura, Pastor & I all stood around, debating what to keep, what to burn, and what to haul to the dump. By noon, we had a full dumpster with several pieces of furniture standing by for free dump day next Saturday. As luck should have it, I will be out of town next Saturday and will not be able to help haul. Bummer.

Eden’s new phrase is, “What you say that for?” and she crinkles up her brow when she’s thinking, which makes me laugh every single time.

It’s now Sunday night and Al is up at church looking for Eden’s blanket. We think it’s in her Sunday School room and I’m hoping he can find it quickly, because if I hear one more verse of “The Farmer in the Dell” I’m going to lose my mind.

Blessings on the eek to come.