We start a bathroom renovation next week. I bet husband will like the shower better when the shower head can get his hair wet.
This morning I bought tickets to the sweet 16 and elite 8 rounds being held in LA. Tonight the Giants clinched it and we are on our way to the World Series. It’s been a good day.
Maxwell is a bit over 5 months and I can see his 2 bottom teeth coming in. He’s got the lovely attitude that goes with teething and the only thing that has made him happy this afternoon are those little mesh nets filled with frozen blueberries. So much for waiting until 6 months to start him on solids.
Both boys are asleep and I was feeling pretty impressed with myself for having my act together and starting dinner. Then I dropped an open bag of flour on the floor, melted a plastic bag because I didn’t notice it was on the burner, and seriously misjudged what size soup pot to use. I’m feeling much less impressed with myself now.
Well now I am a lot more worried than I was this morning. It’s one thing to get the letter’s from the city about conservation and what we should be doing, it’s another thing (for me) to see it visually and realize just how much of California is in an “exceptional” drought.
Sometimes I have days on end where I doubt my ability to be a good mom. Days where Miles pushes every button and I wonder if he’ll ever stop being such a wild child. Then I have days like today, where both my kiddos are so much fun to be around. Days where Miles is full of laughter and charm and love. Days where Max has a serious case of the giggles. Days where I watch them be sweet to each other and I get to hug them and tickle them and wonder how I ever got so lucky. These boys of mine are such great little people.