…at least that’s how I always feel, being a teacher and all.
We just had Grandma Gail down for 3 days to celebrate the 4th. We had a pool party with two blow-up pools, ran through the sprinklers, and went to the Woods spray park. Connor and Val loved jumping into the big pool, and Ava held up the line at the slide by gingerly slipping down and stubbornly hanging out at the bottom.
Grandma and I went to the farmer’s market for bratwursts and corn. The corn was sooo good! Even it it was almost $6 for a dozen. She spoiled the kids with sundaes and DQs and Kettle Korn, as well as homemade suckers from the market.
I have finally finished planting a weeding the yard for awhile. My only failure has been the three hanging baskets I bought. They were full of pansies and sooo cute, but they are way dead since returning from our quick trip to MN to see Leah, Harold, Finn, Grandma and Petunia. So, this week I have to paint our bedroom, as the scratched-up yellow looks dreadful. I also need to decide what colors I want for the kitchen so I can paint that the following week.
