I am reading The Wednesday Wars by Gary D. Schmidt (cute book, so far). We are reading this in my book club group and when I learned it was juvenile fiction, I decided I would read it aloud to my children. It is a last stitch effort to do at least one constructive and educational activity this summer, before school begins again.
This was my view when I finished the chapter and looked up at my brood: 12 Observations follow:
1. "Hey mom, make sure you take a picture of my good side"- then he turns, just so.
2. Vibram 5 Finger shoes. My boys are big fans. Me, not so much. They get stinky.
3. Hence, the foot powder, which has been left on the arm of the sofa (a huge pet peeve of mine, because things left there end up falling on the floor making mess and racket).
4. Another pet peeve. These cushions. Which always look mashed and messy.
5. Pet peeve #3. The remote control left on top of squishy cushion, to inevitably be dug out from inside the sofa later on by an irritated Dad.
6. I actually used a blur feature in a futile attempt to cover up the messiness and lack of design in my house.
7. Marmalade: the beast with which I compete in seeking affection from Sam.
8. My only sweet girl.
9. The pink swing my sister lent me, which has stirred a surprising many (albeit brief) conversations about nature vs. nurture of gender in relation to the color of baby supplies...REALLY, PEOPLE.
10. The only evidence (jacket dumped on the floor = PP#4) of a lovely evening prior, in the mountains, with delicious dutch oven food, and good friends. I should have brought my camera.
11. Proof that I wasn't seeing the trees for the forest whilst constructing this photo. Makes it a better one, so it is okay.
12. Sleeping baby in stripes = adorable. Also, the reason I am having to type this post with only one hand.
I almost made this a " 21 things" post. I really could of done it...is that sad?