I finally feel like summer has started. We were at a wedding last week where three of my children were part of the bridal party, my husband officiated while I played the piano and acted as an unofficial wedding co-ordinator. Let’s just say it took me a couple of days to recover from all of that. Everyone did well though. It was a first for my children and they did great. Well, except for my oldest daughter fainting, but she did it gracefully.
In preparation for the wedding my three-year-old had his first “big boy” haircut. He didn’t cry, and oh, does he look like his oldest brother when he was the same age. He was very pleased with himself for his good attitude and for the lollipop and stickers he was given. He looks more like a little boy now and less like a baby. I’m glad I have the pictures to remember his babyhood.
We’ve had a fun week. The children have made “Frozen” puppets, gone to the park and library. One of my daughters won a prize in our library’s reading club. She picked a giant poster featuring dozens of butterflies and had a set of nice markers. She took it with her on the camping trip she and her younger sister are on with their dad – from all accounts they’re having fun.
I was able to do a bunch of scrapbooking finally. And I finally worked out a system to get more done. I do the main cutting and arranging during the day. Then at night when I’m sitting with my husband it’s simple to go back and add the embellishments and journaling. I’m mostly current, but I still have about eight years of catching up to do from 2001 to 2009 when I started putting our photos in scrapbooks and not albums.
I like scrapbooking more even though it’s more work because I journal with it. My children love to look at the pictures and read what I wrote. The journaling is so important. There’s no point in saving a picture if no one knows who’s in it or where it is or what’s going on. Today I was working on my baby’s “first year” album. He was so cute every time he saw a picture of his daddy or his blankie. It was so exciting. But then he started crying. We finally figured out that the pictures of Daddy were reminding him that he hadn’t seen Daddy for a little while and he was missing him. That called for a few cuddles.
We harvested our first green beans, and my husband said they were the best he’d eaten. We’ve had rain one or two days every week this summer, and the garden looks great.
I hope you’re having a fun summer too.