- Rich just went to the store because Zoe requested pickles. How cute is he? On his way out the door he reminded me that there's no such thing as healthy store bought pickles --- thus giving birth to our first project of the summer: homemade pickles. Yum.
- So, summer! Thursday was the last day of school and we officially have a 2nd grader and a 4th grader. Hard to believe. I have been having mini freak-outs about how quickly time is flying. We're at that sweet spot where the kids are old enough to be independent in all the good ways but still young enough to hold our hands and crawl into bed with us. I am savoring every moment because I know they will be gone in a heartbreaking blink.
- It wasn't the easiest school year for Ean -- 3rd grade was just a vile as I remembered it. He rose to the occasion though -- bringing home all A's and B's and passing his FCAT (Florida's NCLB test) with flying colors. He started the year reading well below grade level and ended it reading everything he could get his hands on.
- Zoe had an equally stellar year -- going from a crazy fear of chapter books to finishing the first Harry Potter! Rich -- who's not much of a reader -- is in awe of the fact that his 7 year old read (and loved!) a 300+ page book! She started book 2 last week and is plowing through it!
- We booked our summer vacation -- we're driving to Asheville, NC (with stops in Savannah, GA and Charleston, SC along the way). We're planning on climbing mountains, sliding down rock waterfalls, and touring wineries. We can't wait!
- Just in case you might have wondered, I am NOT a 40 year old varsity cheerleader. In a pathetic attempted to jump (JUMP!) into a split last weekend, I managed to tear my hamstring. Now -- it should be noted that I can actually do a split but I had had a few glasses of wine and thought I could impress my husband by JUMPING and landing in a split. It looked less like a well-executed athletic move and (a LOT) more like a Saturday Night Live skit. Complete with limping and ugly bruising.
- THEN -- thinking I was healed and all sorts of spry, I decided to attempt a handstand in yoga class. Again -- I can actually DO a handstand! I was all straight armed and strong shouldered, I had one leg all up and pointed. I was brining my second leg up and Something Bad happened. The next thing I knew I was in a fetal position fighting back tears.
- Then, THEN I came home and decided to clean the ceiling fans. Long story short -- wiped out on hardwood, completely failing at fighting back the tears. Things were swollen and ugly. Now I limp.
- To add insult to injury, we went to the beach today. Now -- we have lived in South Florida for 6 years and have been to the beaches many, many times. We (carelessly) left our ubiquitous Florida flip flops in the car and walked to the beach (can you see where this going?). The sand was so hot that I have BLISTERS on the bottoms of my toes. Actually, honest-to-god blisters. Now I limp even more.
- Also? I am officially addicted to Words with Friends. Play with me? My username is TDBC1170
You need to put your feet up (gently!) have a glass (or three) of wine and rest your body. I saw the early stage bruise, so I speak with some authority. No more jumping splits for you for awhile! And good job Ean and Zoe! Congratulations on doing such a great job in 1st and 3rd grade and now being 2nd and 4th graders!
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