7:30 a.m. My alarm goes off.
7:45 a.m. Take a Claratin and start the coffee.
8:00 a.m. Wake the kiddos for breakfast. Realize that it is my mom’s birthday.
8:45 a.m. Load up the kiddos in the “blue jalopy.” Read in Matthew 27 before backing out the driveway. (It sometimes is easier to seat belt everyone in for Bible reading.)
9:00 a.m. Arrive at strawberry patch.
9:30 a.m. Friends join us at the strawberry patch.
10:03 a.m. Make an emergency visit to the Port-a-Potty. Don’t make it in time. Tears.
10:17 a.m. Arrive home with four flats of strawberries. Realize (with surprise) that kiddos were a big help at strawberry patch. Try to tidy up the house before Friends arrive. Hope they don’t have to use the bathroom as it didn’t get cleaned before Friends arrive.
10:30 a.m. Friends arrive. All of the females in the house have someone with whom to visit. Enjoy the time. LBG (Little Big Guy) entertains himself.
10:47 a.m. Friends have to use the not cleaned bathroom. Friend accidentally drops hat in the very not cleaned toilet. Rescue hat. REALLY wish I had cleaned the bathroom instead of tidying the Living Room.
12:03 p.m. Friends leave. Little Man goes down for a nap without eating lunch–too tired.
12:15 p.m. Lunch of homemade pizza
1:00 p.m. Begin cleaning, slicing, and freezing strawberries.
1:10 p.m. Scout tells me that she loves me while working on strawberries together. Remember “putting up” strawberries with my mom.
2:00 p.m. Baseball Friend bikes over to visit with LBG.
2:15 p.m. Finish one flat of strawberries, and begin directing traffic toward the “blue jalopy” for piano lessons. Think that I will call my mom for her birthday en route.
2:30 p.m. Leave for piano lessons. REALLY don’t want to be late, as last week we entirely forgot to go. Bring The Calendar to schedule summer piano lessons.
3:00 p.m. Arrive at piano.
4:00 p.m. Leave piano.
4:17 p.m. Arrive at post office. LBG (Little Big Guy) feeds Little Man a jar of baby food while I run in to mail some things.
4:32 p.m. Arrive home. Decide I don’t have time to do more strawberries. Carry three flats to the basement refrigerator. Realize that I didn’t call my mom on her birthday.
4:50 p.m. Start grill.
4:55 p.m. Make strawberry smoothies.
5:00 p.m. Decide to water the front lawn.
5:15 p.m. Feed kiddos these things. Read label. Vow to never buy them again. Drink two smoothies to avoid eating a “pattie”. Hope the kiddos don’t notice. Feel guilty.
5:30 p.m. Herd kiddos into “blue jalopy.” Running late for pre-game warm up. Realize that it is raining and the sprinkler is turned on.
5:37 p.m. Arrive at baseball field. Run the drinks and snack to dugout. Hope no one notices me and my unwashed hair.
5:42 p.m. Arrive back home. Turn off sprinkler. Jump into shower. Shower Little Man. Do a “shoes and brushed hair” check on the girls. Remind Eloise that she HAS to wear shoes whenever we leave the house.
6:20 p.m. Arrive back at baseball diamond.
6:21 p.m. Fall in love with baseball all over again.
6:30 p.m. Fall in love with all the 10 year olds all over again.
7:16 p.m. Realize Little Man isn’t going to make it. Lead girls to “blue jalopy” to watch Ramona movie for the one millionth time. Buckle Little Man in with bottle. Realize the nipple on the bottle is broken. Little Man rejects bottle. Milk streams out. Wonder why I can no longer find Gerber latex cross-cut nipples at any store.
7:40 p.m. Current game called due to lightning. Second game of the night canceled. Thankful.
8:15 p.m. Arrive home. Try to feed Little Man peas. Too tired. Goes to bed.
8:40 p.m. All kiddos in P.J.’s.
9:00 p.m. Decide to show kiddos a blog post. Review several blog posts. While reviewing the blog post entitled “Introductions: Meet the Hunni”, Scout starts crying. Decide we had better “skype” Daddi. Tears stop.
9:15 p.m. Say bed time prayers over Skype with Daddi. Send kiddos to bed.
9:20 p.m. Google “Gerber latex cross-cut nipples.” Discover that they are discontinued. Panic. Find a supplier and order a year’s supply.
9:30 p.m. Work on blog. Wonder if I will be able to continue finding things about which to write.
11:00 p.m. Hunni skypes, “What are you doing still up?”
11:01 p.m. Chat with Hunni on Skype.
11:30 p.m. Finish up typing a post.
11:50 p.m. Call Hunni back to say goodnight. Say more than just “good-night.”
11:59 p.m. Go to bed. Mentally schedule in 3 flats of strawberries, BUY COFFEE as completely out, feed kiddos something healthy to make up for “patties”. Realize that the bathroom cleaning is going to get pushed back yet another day. Mental note that baseball uniform has to be cleaned before 8:00 p.m. –under the lights–final game of the season. Realize that I never did call my mom on her birthday.
12:00 p.m. Realize again that I love my crazy life with Hunni and kids.