We're all getting along better than ever despite coming off concession-stand dinners five nights in a row (who knew you could get sick of hot pretzels with cheese? WELL YOU CAN) and the backpack explosion from the last day of school is still in my living room and I fear it might become permanent and I haven't been to the store in over a week - 8:00 am, fridge door opens: Mom! Can I have a bowl of salsa? "I think we're out!" Fridge door slams, freezer door opens. Can I have a push-pop? "Sure!" and yesterday I found a pudding cup lid stuck to the back of my arm. And I drove places like that.
Today we will play at the park again and then if I am brave we will hunt for my favorite flip flops at the Gap outlet but just typing that out made my hands shake so maybe we will skip that part because they are awesome kids but become not-awesome people I Do Not Know when we enter a store.
I promised them we could see Madagascar 3 when it came out and so every day since on the hour every hour they have reminded me of that promise. Popcorn for lunch today! Now all I have to worry about is dinner. It's just too hot to turn on the stove, can I get a whut whut? And PS we're out of pudding cups.
Last night I called for bedtime and found Ivy and Carter watching a cartoon on the basement couch asleep and spooning. I never knew how much I'd love watching my kids love each other.