A Week Without Dad (and Brennen)

It is Friday evening.  Scott has been at Boy Scout camp since early Monday morning.  I am tired.  I know, he is the one camping, but I am tired.  Maybe he is tired too.  He will get back sometime between 12 and 5 tomorrow. 

I guess this time around it is a little easier.  After all, I am not home alone 8 months pregnant with a 2 year old, 4 year old and 9 year old.  Or home with an 11 month old, and kids ages 3, 5 and 10.  This year Brennen is at camp with Dad, and Dustin is home to help me (when he is home).  And the little kids are older now (8, 6, and almost 4). 

But they still wear me out.  I don't know how single parents do it . . .

(By the way, Scott's arm is pretty much back to normal.  He has almost has full range of motion and is back to his active lifestyle, which includes scouting).

Oh What Do You Do in the Summertime?

My kids have already had some sumer adventures, and school has not even been out for three weeks.  In fact, these adventures happened last week all in a two or three day period.

1) Scott was trimming our tree and Andy got the idea to make a jungle.  We have a cement pad (we have lots of cement in our yard...) at the side of our house with a clothes line.  Put the branches atop the clothes line and viola:  

Not a bad little jungle . . .

2) Andy was found in the garage spray painting his bike with his brother's spray paint.  Purple and green if you are wondering. 

3)Research.  Cups of water and dirt and rocks and grass and bits of cheese and some crackers . . . and who knows what else. . . Research. 
(I did say no to the food coloring and they don't know where it is...ha ha ha). (we have had food coloring adventures before.  In fact there is still green food coloring in my deep freezer and garage floor.  Hey, I just realized it matches the spray paint!)

4) What do you have when you get a big bowl, a hose with water, and a big bottle (all of it) of Dawn dishwasher soap?  Lots of bubble fun in the front yard. 

No, I wasn't supervising my children.  I was watching TV, which I rarely do, and hubby wasn't home.  Who knows where the big brothers were.  I should have had a hint about something when Janessa did tell me at one point to come and see their bubble cakes, but I sort of ignored her with something like "okay, in a minute." 

4) I got out some chalk for them to use on the sidewalk.  But it was hot outside.  So naturally they decided to get wet probably by the sprinkler or the little pool.  And the chalk got wet.  And one thing led to another and they decided to have a chalk 'fight' and smear wet chalk all over each other.  Only it wasn't sidewalk chalk, it was regular colored chalkboard chalk from probably the 1970's or something before things were washable that I picked up at an estate sale.  A big box of it.  I didn't know that it wouldn't wash off of them!  I didn't know that they would go to church with their arms and necks and legs looking bruised like they had gotten a good beating!  (Good thing the boys wear long pants). Janessa was the worst because she had been wearing her swimming suit.  They had a shower on Saturday and another good scrubbing on Sunday morning but were still stained).  Unfortunately, I did not get pictures. And for the record--Dustin was babysitting.

Good thing Andy had cub scout day camp most of this week.

Out of the Loop

So my son texted me on Sunday while he was on his way to Utah with his dad : "Oh i guess i forgot to tell you but me and sarah broke up yesterday."

Of course we have been discouraging this relationship because they are too young and only wanted them to be friends anyway.  So I am happy that something or someone is getting through to him about steady dating.  (The issue of the New Era, church leaders, maybe parents...) Not that he was actually going on dates with her but they were a "couple". 

Anyway, I mention it to my neighbor, who also has teenage boys, on Monday and she says "Oh.  That is old news. It has been all over facebook for days now." 

Okay, so I am out of the facebook loop because I haven't been on there for ages.  Guess I better log in now and then to keep track of the latest news about my kids...

Biggest Berkley Boys' Birthday Bashes

I am now the mom of two teenagers.  When did my babies grow up? 

Dustin turned 16.  I can't believe it was 16 years ago that I welcomed my first baby into this world.  He was the happiest baby and so quick to smile and laugh.  He loved cars and knew the types of car everyone in the neighborhood drove when he was three years old.  (He would point them out to us as we were driving on the freeway or something: "That is the car that so and so has.")  He loved playing pretend and dressing up as superheros.  I learned to let him go to the grocery store or wherever in his costumes.  If you called his name he would say "I am not Dustin, I am Batman."  He has never seemed shy and always been quick to make friends.  He is patient and loving to his siblings who are so much younger than he is.  He is a great young man. 

That is about the same smile he used on his driver's permit picture, also.

Brennen turned 13.  He came into the world with big eyes that almost startled you. Brennen has always been a doer, never content to sit back and watch others do it.  He has great drive and ambition.  He was unscrewing lids and opening doors before he was a year and a half.  And he was a climber.  He is always wondering how things work and pays attention to detail.  He has always been somewhat independent and sometimes too smart for his own good!  He is  a wonderful fun loving kid, who is sensitive to others' needs, helpful and respectful.

(notice he is lighting his own candles)