A bit of a catch up.

Time always gets away from me.  I think I just need to accept this as a permanent state of being.

So, Tuesday my visiting teacher invited us to go swimming at the pool in her little gated community thing.  We had gotten floaty things at the end of June (we were invited earlier but couldn't make it), and there was hardly anything to choose from! Apparently if you want pool stuff you have to buy it in, like, April.

But we were able to get a few things.  Even if they were pretty much all pink.

Turns out Owen is my fair one.  The other three all tan pretty well, but Owen looks so pale compared to them!

Speaking of Owen, I gave him some little baby biscuits today.  He LOVED them.

They're banana biscuits and I made the mistake of giving them to him (and, picking up the soggy pieces and giving them back to him when he dropped them) while eating myself.  Even though I wiped my hands off, there was enough to make my tongue tingle and throat kinda feel dry.  Hopefully he doesn't inherit my allergy because he loves bananas!

Hello supercart

I want to kiss whomever invented these

 Usually when I have all four, Erin walks and Patrick and Allison sit on the extra seats.  But today Erin *reaaaaaally* wanted to ride (she said it exactly like that.  "I *reaaaaaally* want to ride, Mom!"), so that forced Allison into the basket (since she's smaller and takes up less room for other things).  She was not happy at all.  I feel for her a little, I mean, Erin took her spot.  But tough beans. Sharing means sometimes someone else gets the good seat.

Anyway, her fussing started into a full-on tantrum as we passed the books.  This Wally world actually has a pretty good book section.  So I grabbed one, and handed it to her.  Yes, I bribed my child to end a tantrum.  But the fact that it WASN'T candy has got to mean something, right?  Of course, that means everyone else had to get books too.  Again, it's got to be good that it wasn't candy, right?

People always give me looks in stores like I've got four heads instead of four kids.  When did four kids become a lot?  Maybe my perspective is skewed coming from a family of seven, but honestly, is four really all that unheard of?  Thankfully they were all generally well behaved today, aside from Allison's original fussiness.  Because sometimes it cascades and then everyone is tantruming.  *That's* when four becomes a lot. But not today. Today it was actually kind of fun.  We were buying ingredients for ice cream sundaes for dessert.  Everyone got to choose something.  Hopefully they'll still be that happy after dinner.

Spinning around...

What is it that all 2-3 year olds love about spinning around and getting dizzy?  She's already fallen over 3 or 4 times, but she keeps spinning.

I said to myself "okay, what time is it?" and she said "Mom, iss spinnin time!  Wook at da cwock, iss spinnin time!"

Okay, honey, sure. It's spinning time.

Starting again.....again.

So, I used to be so good at this.  And then I realized that it's been almost a year since I posted and it makes me a little sad.  I was looking back at old posts because I am starting a scrapbook page and wanted to see what I'd posted about these pictures.  I didn't post these specific pictures, apparently, and I don't really remember what was happening, and it made me sad.

I've been having a hard time since Owen was born.  I've been feeling so overwhelmed.  Like each day I'm barely emotionally hanging on and I still have SO MUCH that needs to be done at the end of the day that I just can't do.  And I'm having a hard time figuring out why four is so hard.

Anyway, we had a pretty good afternoon today.  I woke up this morning with a bad headache, and I didn't want to do anything, but we'd told Erin that we'd try to make it out to a little water park that's nearby, so we went.  And my headache didn't go away, and now I'm slightly sunburned, but the kids had so much fun.  And their laughter and smiles make me happy.