You know it’s a soggy summer in Texas when you use the umbrella stashed in your backseat more than the sunshield.
This is the new time-sucker in my life. Way too many cute things out there!
Yesterday Ben and I were taking a walk and passed by the middle school he’ll attend in the fall. The side of the building was wet in places, with some bricks dark and damp and others already dry. Ben’s comment: “It looks pixelated.” Perhaps a bit too much digital influence in that boy’s life. If he starts communicating in 0s and 1s were in big trouble!
Just read my first ever Nancy Drew book, courtesy of a good friend who knows my love of juvenile fiction. Such a fun summer escape! I read lots of series as a kid (Trixie Belden, Bobbsey Twins, Cherry Ames, Sweet Valley High…) but somehow avoided the popular Ms. Drew. I tried to share it with Ben and read it to him, but he resisted – apparently past the limit for an almost-twelve boy. After expressing my interest in the upcoming movie (I know, I know, it’s supposed to be bad – everyone needs guilty pleasures) to him, he only conceded to watching it as a rental.
We just rented A Bridge to Terabithia and watched it as a family. Wonderful movie, but I bawled like a baby – multiple tissues.
After a trip to IKEA for some furniture and another store for a sleeper couch, we’re almost finished transforming Ben’s old room to the game room and our old guest room to his room. He kept very busy a few weeks ago making some coasters like these for his new digs – perfect boy craft! Now we just need to think of something clever for the big blank walls in both rooms.
How many times do you think Will Smith’s kids are going to quote his lyrics from “Parents Just Don’t Understand” to him?
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