Well, it’s been a busy weekend for us! Thankfully, my emotions are starting to normalize after last week’s trials. David is healing and seems better every day. Patches’ death is a little less hard to bear. Having Rich home for a long weekend has been wonderful.
On Saturday, I made baked beans and a jello cheesecake for our church picnic and we went to the park for a little while. It was very windy and almost down-right cold! Strange weather, but it was good to talk to friends and watch the kids play. I found David pushing his little brother on the swing. . .without being asked! So cute.
This is what the boys were doing in the backseat of the truck on the way home from the picnic:
They were wild and crazy!~constant noice of laughter and squeals.
David was all worn out by the end of the day, so I kept him home with me on Sunday to rest. The quiet of having just one child around was almost like a massage for my brain. I was outside for a little while, laying in the sun on a blanket, and I felt so secure. . I knew David was safe inside the house and I didn’t have to try to keep track of 4 other children.
I did have a couple of meltdowns this weekend. The worse one was Saturday night. All of a sudden, after dinner, when I turned around to see my kitchen a disaster yet again, I just could not do anything more. I don’t know exactly how it happened but I ended up yelling, “I’m DONE. I’m going in my room and you guys are all going to clean this house for me!!!” And I did, I went in my room, shut the door, locked it, and got into bed. After a while, I started to regain my sense of humor so I went out to see how they were doing. Jacob was the busiest. . . . .what a tender heart he has. They all were working, but he ended up not only washing the dishes that were in the sink, but mopping the kitchen floor as well!
It felt so GREAT to put my foot down. LOL And I did get a clean kitchen out of it. It was wise of Rich to just let me vent. . . . . .we had a nice laugh over it later.
Okay. Well, today was busy again, but we stayed at home all day, which was good. This morning I tried to do various other things but decided (after lots of interruptions) that my family needed me in the kitchen most of all. . .so I basically puttered around cleaning, organizing a couple of cupboards, cooking, and generally making myself available to anyone who might need me. I made potato salad. I already had made 3-bean salad and a huge fruit salad so, along with Rich’s grilled hamburgers, we had a very nice Memorial Day picnic outside at our picnic table. The kids were so wound up, happy. Caleb sat next to Rich and hugged his arm after every bite of his hamburger. When he wanted a “peekle” (pickle) he said, “I want a peekle!” and put his whole hand in the jar to get one. Then, he dipped it into his potato salad before he took a bite. Ethan and Jacob were also silly. . .David was too cold. . .Grace was the only relatively normal one of the bunch.
I spent time after dinner, folding a gazillion loads of laundry and putting it all away. I made David’s bed and cleaned up their room a little (picking up lots of choo-choos). I made the older kids clean their bathroom. Rich gave Caleb and David a bath. All that cleaning added another gazillion clothes to the “dirty clothes pile”. . .
The children are all in bed now. It’s getting dark outside, my windows are open and I can feel a cool breeze. I can hear all kinds of night time creature noises. . birds singing goodnight, the peepers, the frogs, all those sounds. It’s actually pretty noisy out there.
Rich just opened a can of soda. He’s watching a baseball game. Guess what he did today? He took Jacob and Ethan for a bike ride. The boys were so tired when they got back, but I didn’t think anything of it. Then, after dinner, Rich took Ethan in the truck to go measure how far they went.
10 MILES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I cannot believe my boys rode their bikes 10 miles!!
By the way, I didn’t just clean and cook all day. I think my favorite part of the day was watching Rich and the boys all fish. I sat in my chair in the sun, with my sunglasses on, and watched. It was quite entertaining.
Here are some random photos from the day;
I was sad this morning because I had to clean this quilt. I keep it folded on the top of our armoir in the livingroom and it was Patches’ favorite place to curl up and sleep the day away. Today I took the quilt down, aired it on the porch railing, and used the lint roller to clean off all the white kitty fur that she left behind. . . . .
Since I had the quilt down, I took a picture for my xanga friend Polly. She loves quilts. I think Hannah will like to see it, too. It was given to me by Rich’s Grandma. It is a family quilt, made in the 1800’s by one of Rich’s ancestors (I can remember just how many “greats” back she was.)
Grace picked me these lovely purple flowers, from down by the stream. I promptly put them in my lilac fiesta disc pitcher.
I think this next series of photos is amusing. I can’t seem to even take photos without a small someone coming along to “steal the show”. . . . .
You may think I was all alone, enjoying some solitude when I snapped this one:
“David, David! Back away! You’re getting in my picture!”
“Oh forget it! I’ll j
ust make him part of it. . .”
My little buddies are always seeking me out!
This is my favorite picture of the day, of lil’ Caleb (my 2 year old):
“By golly! My mama put my life-jacket on me, but I put my goggles on myself, thank you very much!!”
And he walked around like this, perfectly content!
In other news, David caught his very first fish!
As you may have noticed, I wrote a bit more tonight. I sort of made myself. I’ve been thinking and talking in fragments lately. . . .I thought it was time to try to be a little more descriptive. I hope it wasn’t too boring or confusing to read. I’m tired out so I’m off to get ready for bed and go cuddle with my husband.