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Aww... Housework

I feel like I have finally started to make progress around here. I don't feel like the house is running me anymore, but I am once again running the house. It's a nice change of pace. With soon-to-be 4 little ones running a muck, I have firmly come to the realization that I just can't slack, I have to stay on top of it. I have minor things that I have to do this weekend, so it makes me feel a lot better that the weekend, though likely to be boring and uneventful, can at least be enjoyed to some extent. I want to spend some quiet time with the kids, between them goofing off, maybe chow down on some poppity-corn (that is what the girls call it) and watch a cute movie. 

I want to get a little yard work done this weekend. weed-wack the backyard, pull some weeds in the garden, and maybe get around to washing the car and windows. We will see. Sure wish I had a husband here to help, but at the same time, I like knowing that I can handle all of it on my own when I need to. I can't wait for school to end, I want to go out on the 1st of July and get the girls bicycles; it is beyond time that I let them learn how to ride bikes. I just have to quit being over-protective and be okay with the fact that they are going to fall a few times and than let them figure it out. I don't think anyone has ever died learning to ride a bike. lol 

I'm also excited to get the girls going on their head starts for school. We are going to steal the 1st grade site words from Kitty's friend Aubrey, and I already have the kindergarten stuff for Illy to get started on. I never want my poor babies to feel like they aren't in the top of their classes. I want them to rock schools socks off!!! I also want them to have tons of awesome things to show their daddy when he gets home. 

Well, school is out, Kitty's friend is hanging out after school while her mama goes to pick their dog up from the vet and I gotta figure out dinner. Ill probably come up with something all smartsie to write about tonight. lol


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