I don't think I've been this pale in July since I had Bo. Not our swimmingest summer yet.
Speaking of having Bo, it has been 10 years. TEN YEARS. It's scary how fast that goes by. And sad too. Excuse me for a second, I have to go give him a kiss and a hug.
Art camp is over, with the usual peaks and valleys that come with Rec center camp. It's not all it's cracked up to be, and then in the end when you come home with armloads of crafts, you can't wait to do it again next summer. Apparently.
I knew there was a reason I didn't let my kids watch the Disney channel. It's because now that I do they want to watch it ALL THE TIME.
Time to get more exercise. Back aches.
We LOVE our Minnie Moon. Who could have guessed? We all think she is the smartest, cutest, funniest, sweetest doggie in the world. And she is. I could talk about her all day, which is really just sickening.
Time to get dressed and ready for a day with Emma! She needs a little Mama time, and has specifically requested that we "go to Forever 21, Target, and can we get me a grown-up Bible?"