Monday, June 28, 2010

Summer vacation. Day # Whateva....

I really do like Summer. We are the best of friends. But even friends have partings of ways sometimes. Sometimes for good, sometimes just for a breather. I was starting to think of Summer as a not so good friend to kick to the curb and snub eternally.

My summer has consisted of the dh leaving for SE Idaho to work since no one wants to hire a guy for the summer from June to August (and nix the July in the middle so he can go to LDAC). My parents took him on at the farm and he has been gone working. Normally that would be an awesome opportunity to go with him and get a little vacay.

Well not so much this year. Savannah has summer school and we were working around it. But THEN I got Braden's report card. And since this is a family blog and I have some compassion (although not much is left at this moment) I won't tell his grades. I will say that just under half of his classes ryme with explitives that start with F. Yup. F's. Plural. Summer school starts for him July 9th.

But before all the rest of the "fun" for the summer hits, Chris and I went to the farm to pick up Braden for Scout camp and attended a family reunion at the same time.
We made it to the breakfast and then played some hookie on Palisades until the evening pig roast and auction.

And it was overcast. I forgot sunblock til much later in the day.
I am red.
Pink?
Magenta?
blisters.

Monday, June 14, 2010

~* Day One *~

I ~*love*~ Summer. I love no schedules, and popsicles. I love sunglasses and driving with the radio up loud to music I am WAY too old to be listening too. I like to see parades and go to family reunions. I really love having my kids out of school, slightly sunburnt and feeling lazy. It is nice to have them around.

Except this morning.

Savannah has summer school and was off with the sunrise to the highschool. She was terrified, but determined to handle it. She did. Soon after I hear the sound of a harmonica (keep in mind that it is seven thirty IN THE MORNING). "Colton stop playing the harmonica, your going to wake Olivia up!" Quiet resumes, and I fall asleep enjoying the nothingness of a summer morning then another noise..."Colton stop playing that recorder your going to wake your sister!" and quiet falls once again. Next thing I know a showered and dressed Colton is hovering over my bed. My half awake eyes focus on his face and he whispers..."MOM I'm bored!!!" WELCOME SUMMER!!!