With all the rain, the temperatures were actually decent last week and we were able to go pick blueberries. As you might already know, every kids loves to pick berries. For three reasons, they taste yummy, you get to get dirty, and you get to stuff your face when nobody's looking. Baby Ginger turned out to be a natural-born blueberry picker and I think ate just as many as the kids. I bit my tongue and just let all the kiddos gorge themselves on unwashed fruit while they picked - aren't you proud? We've already indulged in some awesome blueberry pancakes made by Paul this morning, and I've got a blueberry pound cake in the oven as I write. And we still have tons left in the fridge. But around here, that's not a problem.
And we still have so much to look forward too! A girls day next weekend for me, then my 10 year college friends weekend after that, then comes vacation! Paul and I have both commented that we feel exhausted all the time, never well rested. So we are now starting to make a joint effort to get to bed at a reasonable time. So far I still find myself awake well after midnight and up with the kids around 7:30. (Paul does let me sleep in on weekends, but we have a smaller house and 3 LOUD kids, so.....). Hopefully we'll both be feeling better rested very soon. I saw a shirt recently that said "These ARE the good old days." I think that's true. We may be tired and sometimes feel like we don't get a break, but I do know that life is good right now and I do not take these times for granted or wish them away. For someday I'm certain I will refer to this time as the good old days.
Granddad and Owen
Gran and Lilly
She tried to eat them all...
Some things just come naturally.
