Ellerie pee-peed on the potty. Hooray! And then, she promptly ( and proudly, I might add) pooped on the floor.
Ethan jumped off the diving board for the first time. Hooray! And then, he proceeded to jump in 257 more times, got whistled at by the lifeguard for jumping a little too recklessly, and then spent 20 minutes crying about how he got in trouble by the lifeguard.
Abbie went to an intergalactic space princess sleepover party. (Say that 5 times fast. Or not. But at least think about that theme. Whew! Even that tires me out!) Hooray! And then, she came home and announced that while she had slept only a little, she had, in fact, eaten a lot.
Paul began phase 2 of the kitchen remodel . . . tearing down the wall between the kitchen and dining room. Hooray! And then, he and I both remembered the sheer joy of dust that accompanies demolition of this old house.
I finished up staining the deck rails. ( Did I mention that hubby had power washed and stained the main portion of our deck this weekend too?) Hooray! And then, the heavens opened up and it began to rain heartily all over my finished work.
It is a good thing that I like to laugh, because otherwise I may have cried!