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Nap Time


Summer is hard and fun. It's busy and exciting and exhausting. 

Ricky asked me this today. 
So, I'm in my room pretending to take a nap while the kids watch a little TV. Usually I fall right asleep. Ricky knows our summer schedule pretty well.  Being pregnant with our 7th baby wears me out, but I think keeping everybody engaged in good things and not fighting might be even more difficult than just the exhaustion of being pregnant. We spend our mornings being active with swimming lessons, chores, basketball practice, math practice, piano practice, reading, grocery shopping, etc. By the time we finish making and cleaning up lunch, I find myself barely getting Brooklyn down for an afternoon nap before I want to crash on my bed and rest. The boys count on this TV time each day and I guess it's OK. 

For some reason today, I'm not asleep and I have a moment on my own to
share a little of what our summer has been like up until now aside from the Colorado trip. 

Hot, sunny walks to school to visit Ricky dressed up as John Adams for the wax museum project:


Going to the pool in the afternoons (about once or twice a week while we have a pass). 

Summer reading program at the library. 
Getting wet in the backyard or in the holey pool on the back porch when mom doesn't want to go to the real pool. 
4th of July parade and fireworks. 
Clothes shopping for the girls. The boys and Brooklyn and I spend a lot of time waiting by the dressing rooms. 
And just this week, free dinner at Chick Fil-a because we were brave (or crazy) enough to go to the mall dressed as cows.
Our summer will end with a new baby boy and I'm excited and nervous all at the same time. The placenta previa diagnosis (which was complete, but is now marginal--not resolved as originally suspected) makes things unpredictable and more worrisome but I know things will be OK. Maybe the next post will introduce our newest family member. 

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