Monday was our first full day on our own again. The days seem so much longer without T home. It's like they just drag on. Even the good days do. It's just so different.
Z had his first sick day from school. He was up all night coughing. It was pitiful. This is how he spent the bulk of the day.
A likes to think that she can do everything on her own now. Including her shoes.
Then, she takes them off again, changes to sandals with her socks, & adds a hat to the mix. There are about a million pictures of me as a kid exactly like this one.
I love when the sit together.
T thought he had lost his sunglasses. Turns out, they had just been pushed under the couch. Z found them, & didn't want to take them off.
Z still calls A a baby. So, he thinks that she can still sit on his lap like she used to. It won't be long, & she'll be bigger than him.
He spilled water all over his shirt, so of corse insisted on changing. I asked him to go get a shirt from his room, & this is how he came back. Way to keep it classy.
I busted my butt, & cleaned the back yard. Still need to get a rake. But, things are looking much better.
I love these little pots that Z painted.
Here's hoping this is a smooth month.
-M
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