April 8, 2016 by Heather
How is it already April? Fun fact: I was supposed to be named April, but instead was born two weeks after Mom’s due date. Glad she didn’t stick with the month thing and call me May. Dirty Thirty here I come.
I’ve been feeling rather out of sorts in this new season. Spring is supposed to be about drawing energy from the sunshine and shaking off those winter doldrums, but all I really want to do is curl up in a ball and hire someone to come do the spring cleaning everyone else is bragging about on Instagram. Am I alone in this? I’m experiencing this weird internal shift, and it doesn’t exactly feel great if I’m being honest. Growing pains, perhaps. The only way out is through, and we press on. It’s what we do, right? Grow, change, readjust. These are good things, necessary things, inevitable things.
What we’ve been up to…
Speaking of spring cleaning, I don’t mean to brag, but I’ve sort of been killing it lately when it comes to housekeeping.
We’ve been getting some fresh air. I’m excited to plant our garden and flowers and feel like Martha Stewart and Ina Garten and Oprah for two weeks until everything dies.
Building many, many Lego things. I am so impressed with Parker’s creativity and building skills. Everything he builds (primarily robots and garbage trucks) is always symmetrical, which brings my control freak side so much joy. Last night he built something and I asked if I could have it. “Sure,” he said. “It’s two MILLION dollars.”
I’ve also been doing a good bit of homework. More importantly, I got the Snap Chat app on my phone, which makes for a great distraction from all the homework. I laugh until I cry and it really gets on Andrew’s nerves. I haven’t the slightest clue how to actually use Snap Chat (SnapChat?), but those filters kill me. KILL ME.
It’s the freaking weekend, baby. Happy Friday!