So maybe I might not be blogging every day but I will try to blog for the day.
May 9th: a moment in my day
When dinner is started (like I actually planned it out and the plan is happening), the 4 older boys are outside playing nicely with each other and the dog, Luke is asleep for his afternoon/early evening nap and I can either be on the computer without interruption or fold laundry without interruption or I can read my book without interruption. Usually the last one doesn't happen very often but when it does, it is wonderful.
May 10th: most embarrassing
Someone might have to help refresh my memory since my memory is gone and I tend to forget horrible things that I do fairly quickly and I generally don't care what people think about me, so it is hard to get embarrassed.
May 11th: sell yourself in 10 words or less
I'm going for less than 10.
cook
clean
funny
fairly easy going (Bryan might disagree with that one).
May 12th: what do you miss?
My memory. I cannot remember so many things. I am blaming it on having kids close together but maybe it is genetic? I put things in my phone so I don't forget. Like cub scouts, it is almost every Wednesday at the same time and usually the same place, I have an alarm set to take Adam AND to pick him up. I have an alarm set to pick the boys up from school. I write notes. I check the soccer game times over and over (sometimes minutes apart). But it isn't so bad since I forget the bad stuff too. Like when the boys are cranky, or when I am cranky or when someone was rude (okay, I don't forget that, when someone hurts my feelings I tend to remember, I don't know why).
May 13th: issue a public apology
To the people who live around us:
I am sorry we are so loud. There may have been a time in your life when little kids were a daily part of your life and hearing screaming kids (and sometimes a screaming mom) was a normal part of life. I am sorry that it is now, again, part of your daily life. I am sorry it sounds "like a schoolyard" in our backyard. And that our dog barks at you even though you are the nicest neighbors. I am also sorry to inform you that it will be this loud for a very long time.
Love the neighbors with young 5 boys
May 9th: a moment in my day
When dinner is started (like I actually planned it out and the plan is happening), the 4 older boys are outside playing nicely with each other and the dog, Luke is asleep for his afternoon/early evening nap and I can either be on the computer without interruption or fold laundry without interruption or I can read my book without interruption. Usually the last one doesn't happen very often but when it does, it is wonderful.
May 10th: most embarrassing
Someone might have to help refresh my memory since my memory is gone and I tend to forget horrible things that I do fairly quickly and I generally don't care what people think about me, so it is hard to get embarrassed.
May 11th: sell yourself in 10 words or less
I'm going for less than 10.
cook
clean
funny
fairly easy going (Bryan might disagree with that one).
May 12th: what do you miss?
My memory. I cannot remember so many things. I am blaming it on having kids close together but maybe it is genetic? I put things in my phone so I don't forget. Like cub scouts, it is almost every Wednesday at the same time and usually the same place, I have an alarm set to take Adam AND to pick him up. I have an alarm set to pick the boys up from school. I write notes. I check the soccer game times over and over (sometimes minutes apart). But it isn't so bad since I forget the bad stuff too. Like when the boys are cranky, or when I am cranky or when someone was rude (okay, I don't forget that, when someone hurts my feelings I tend to remember, I don't know why).
May 13th: issue a public apology
To the people who live around us:
I am sorry we are so loud. There may have been a time in your life when little kids were a daily part of your life and hearing screaming kids (and sometimes a screaming mom) was a normal part of life. I am sorry that it is now, again, part of your daily life. I am sorry it sounds "like a schoolyard" in our backyard. And that our dog barks at you even though you are the nicest neighbors. I am also sorry to inform you that it will be this loud for a very long time.
Love the neighbors with young 5 boys
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