|Waiting for Daddy at the airport|
In the 48 hours surrounding Philip and Stasia's homecoming, I made 2 loves of banana bread, a batch of chili in the crockpot, an asparagus crab bisque, cinnamon rolls, and strawberry shortcake-- all from scratch. All of which is now consumed, but I'm too tired to be in the kitchen and make anything else. Maybe we'll do omelets again for dinner. That's easy enough.
|The happy mamas|
|The exhausted mamas|
The kiddos had about a day of adjustment to having Philip home again. There was that weird time where I was their primary go-to person, even when Philip was right there. I have heard it's normal, so we are taking it in stride. I have been more stressed than I anticipated, and am struggling with over-dramatic emotions, stresses over little things, and I've been praying that God will change me. I think we will survive.
|Wearing their soccer jerseys Daddy brought them|
When I picked the kiddos up from Joni's house (They spend 2 nights there so I could clean house and they wouldn't be bothered by the fireworks) she told me that Juli's dog was pregnant. Jayce had asked how the puppies got in the mama's tummy-- did she eat them? Why would she eat puppies? How were they going to come out? Through her mouth? Would Juli have to cut the mama open? After Joni said they came out trough her bottom, Jayce stopped asking questions. Phew.
|Sissy with her Brazil headband from Auntie Stasia|
|Gonna be a kitchen!!!|
|Planting my forest|
|Helping Grandma Rose|