"Why do you think it's going to crumble to the ground, Ava?"
"Because it's old."
Jaina to the waitress: "What took you so long?" (cue embarrassed mother climbing under the table)
"Grandma says that to have an adventure, you don't need a trail. But sometimes you can have an adventure on a trail." ~Ava
I've been doing laundry. All. Week. Long. It seriously will not stop. I was mindlessly folding clothes today and started figuring. Let's just say (conservatively) that I do 8 loads per week. Give or take.
416 loads per year
3,744 loads in 9 years of marriage
10,816 loads by the time Oscar turn 18.
I'm not very good at math but I think I'll let myself be over the whole laundry thing today. (because I've definitely doubled my average this week) Sigh.
I grew up on country music. When I turn on the local station now, I can hardly stand it. I think it's probably because I'm getting old. :)
The other day, I was shuffling through the hard drive in the car and I heard a song that I haven't heard in forever.
All of a sudden, I was transported back to 1998. Back to Deana Carter, Martina McBride and John Michael Montgomery. Back to driving Dad's blue Chevy to school with the canoe in the back for my outdoor class. Back to summer days spent in my cousin's family camper, belting out "Strawberry Wine" and "Did I Shave my Legs for This" and thinking we were all cool and imagining what it would really be like to be 17 and in love.
So many memories.
If any of you want to travel back in time, just listen to Deana Carter Radio on Pandora and be prepared to be all nostalgic and teary eyed. :)
I've been loving my stash of freezer meals. It's so awesome to know what's for dinner. I'm kind of freaking out because I only have like three left.
"Mom, you know I don't like blood and kissing!" ~Ava
Oscar throws his diapers in the garbage, know where his toes and his belly button are but still does not say "mama" Aargh.
"Jaina, wanna go on a hike?"
"Yeah! With worms!"
"Don't say that! That's rude!! Worms are our friends!"
Jaina gave me a hug last night. She wrapped her arms around my neck, bent her knee and popped her foot up in the disney classic fairytale type move and said, "This is how Barbie hugs Ken!"
"I went potty in the grass because I couldn't hold it any longer!!"
"What!? How did you do that? Did you go in your underwear?"
"No, I just went behind my underwear."
(Oh dear, I hope none of the neighbors saw this)