This past Sunday was what my 5 year old calls “girl day”. Steve was at work for most of the day so I got busy with a few projects he would not consider to be the necessary things that needed to be done. (“necessary things” usually translates to all the laundry done, folded and put away.)
Ella had the beginnings of a sniffle, so she slept till 11. This was just around the time I got the baby down for a nap. I fed Ella and handed them over the “the babysitter”– aka– Netflix, kids appropriate of course, and headed to the garage.
I began my project to turn a very boring shoe organizer into something a little better with spray paint.
After being engulfed in fumes that brought back the joys of Elementary School Rocket Day where we used to build and spray paint our own rockets, I headed back up to the house to find Phoebe just waking up from her nap and the girls zoning out. Chloe was nice enough to start helping me fold all the towels.
Ella and I headed down to the garden with Phoebe in tow. That is when we found the lady bug explosion. Ella is obsessed with bugs, worms, pretty much anything that crawls in dirt. A few days ago she hid a baby earth worm in her hand ALL DAY through her Kindergarten class and it survived unnoticed, but by the next morning the worm was dead. This required a trip to the neighborhood garden store. They had no worms, so she settled for a ladybug kit. The joy that all those ladybugs crawling all over our rose bushes brought to Ella’s entire body was a sight to behold.
The man at the garden center told me the reason my lemon tree was not producing lemons was likely due to it’s position in the yard. It needed more sun and warmth, so I moved it. Dug it up, yanked it out and planted it where it will get full sun most of the day.
While I was down with Ella and Phoebe getting dirty and also finding a few moments to change the laundry out, Chloe was upstairs making pancakes! It was the first time she had made them entirely by herself. She did a pretty fine job.
It was nearing 3 and Steve would be home at 4. We got Phoebe down for her second nap and went downstairs to paint the other side of the shoe holder, ran back up to fold and put away the rest of the laundry and did the dishes.
When Steve walked in I met him with a martini and all children were bathed and sitting on the couch with their hands folded…. not exactly… Steve came home and we all piled in the car to go buy the girls some new shoes, get some groceries and cook dinner together.
It was a great day. I was extremely sore Monday.
First side. I used two different paints to create this reddish copper color.
Towel load folded
Before she discovered the ladybugs.
