RIP: Twinkle Diamond Star

Friday night we held a funeral for our fish, Twinkle Diamond Star. "She" had been the Girl's fish for over two years, but the last few weeks have been a downward spiral.

Things have been busy, so we put the fish "on ice" until we could get to the service on Friday. The Girl chose the "headstone" and decorated it.

Busy Week

We've been busy this week finishing up tennis lessons and getting our Soccer schedule for both the kids. This will be our first year doing Soccer. One practice and One game per week/per kid...so it will be a big time commitment. We're not sure if some of the games will overlap. If so, we will have to divide and conquer.

Girl Scouts starts next week for The Girl (I'm co-leading). Preschool begins next week for The Boy. I hope to log some more work hours once we get our school schedules in full swing. I'm ready to reengage my business brain.

If I could only fit in a workout or two!

We've scheduled a trip to Michigan to see some of the family. We haven't been since the Boy was about six months old (he's 3 1/2 now). Can't wait to take two kids on an airplane by myself. (How much is a cocktail on a plane these days?)

Have you heard this song?

The boy came home from Parent's Morning Out singing a classic song.

This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine...

I started singing all the verses right along with him. I just sat back and listened as he got his favorite verse.

Don't let SANTA blow it out. I'm gonna let it shine.

Let the games begin...

The school year has started. Although some Summer days really seemed like they would never end, the overall summer really went by quickly.

The Boy stated a new Parents Morning Out on Monday. Giving the Girl and Me a chance for a "girls day". We had a pedicure and went for "brunch". The kids seemed genuinely glad to be reunited that afternoon. Maybe the time apart was good for everyone.

The Girl started second grade on Tuesday. Her teacher has been at the school quite several years (six I think). She seems great! We're really looking forward to the upcoming year.

Today I am home with the Boy. We will head out in a little while to get his hair cut. (yes it's that time again...isn't it always that time?) In the meantime, I am trying to nurse a sick Betta fish back to life....I've already investigated some euthanasia suggestions. Apparently, cutting it's head off is not humane (oh really??) but letting it swim in Vodka is the method of choice. Now since we are not big drinkers I'm not planning to head to the liquor store to buy a bottle of vodka just for Twinkle Diamond Star. I'm also not ready to solicit my neighbors for a shot of Vodka..."for my fish"....I'm not sure they'd believe me.

Medieval Times

To celebrate The Girl's Seventh Birthday we went to Medieval Times. It was so much fun. The kids were in awe as we cheered on the Blue Knight.

http://www.medievaltimes.com/home.aspx

Little Picasso

Here's the painting the Boy did at his Little Picasso camp in July. He painted it all himself by following the instructions of his teacher. Impressed? We were. His sister...less impressed...more annoyed!

Two more Grocery Shopping Days until school starts

We are in the homeward stretch. School starts next Tuesday and I'm way more excited than my kids.

I can sense that the wheels are about to fall off the wagon. Each day as we venture into public I feel like I'm holding my breath. It's crazy this time of year, there are so many things that need to be done the week or two before school starts, so the fun comes to a bit of a halt. Today we went to the chiropractor. Before hand, I explained the expected behavior, followed by the consequence for bad behavior. Everyone knew the rules. They both started strong but as soon as it was my turn to lay down on the table...unable to view the happenings in the room...the mischief begins.

It's to the point that we are all a bit sick of each others company but I feel like we can hold on for a few more days. When school starts, I'll tell them I miss them when they come home from school...and I will be telling the truth. But I hope I don't come unglued in the meantime.