It's been very busy (as usual) here at the picket fence. The teacher daughters went back to school and my co-gramma had a serious health emergency so I have had my youngest son's three littles everyday in addition to everyone else.
Last week I had 7 children every day. One crazy day I took them to an amusement park. I ended up with sunburned ankles. I am not sure why.
Everybody was back on Monday morning. My youngest is filling in on patrol duty this week, so his kids are here at 5:30 am. The other four come around 7am and then I start making the breakfasts. Because I don't have enough on my plate, we had a First Day of School Eve Party.
So the three brothers don't start school for another week. They are still coming at 5:30 am. The littlest one comes at 7, his preschool starts in September so we need to speed up how long it takes him to eat breakfast. I also feed a fourth grader and put him on the bus. At least that was the plan. On the first day of school, we missed the bus . . . . .
Just for kicks today, I loaded the four boys aged 8 and under in the vehicle with grampa and we got to take him out of town for a 90 minute root canal.
And my 50th class reunion is this weekend. I ordered more clothes. After making my final outfit choice, my husband is trying to talk me out of it. I have also caught a nice deep chest cold (I have tested negative twice for covid) that I have been trying to cure with over the counter meds. I have invested too much in the wardrobe I have purchased, the hair appointment I have scheduled for Saturday and the stinking $150 in dinner tickets to skip this thing.
So that is what I have been up to.