A Day in the Life

Ahhhhhh, it's the Saturday after Vacation Bible School. The week past was a super one, the week ahead is promising, and today was a small island in the summer that was meant to be enjoyed.  We slept in for the first time in forever...most of us anyway. We enjoyed some peach scones for breakfast...

...a bit of housework followed...

(can't you just smell the Murphy's Oil Soap??)

Then, at the request of Daughter #1 (who, even though she'd been out of the house EVERY NIGHT this week for VBS, said that she felt she needed to get out a bit...), we left our house for some plain ole "runnin around." 

First stop, Cabela's to commune with nature... the AIR CONDITIONED kind...

...and to purchase a sleeping bag or two...

All of that shopping made us WEAK...so...

...Frappes and Smoothies were next!

Then...we accidentally went school shopping. Really, we hadn't even planed on THINKING about school for another two or three weeks, BUT we walked into Target because the Man in the red shirt thought he smelled the scent of school supplies in the air, and one thing led to another and...

The Man in the red shirt heard murmurings among the Wright Kids of a back pack shortage. "Do the kids need new back packs?" he asked with deep concern.

"Oh definitely," I mocked, "so that they can carry their school books from the school shelf (in the dining room) to the dining room table for class. I don't know how they'll make it without new ones this year!"

To which he said, "You know, they miss out on the excitement of brand new back packs because they are homeschooled. Didn't you get a new bag or back pack every school year? I did."

Nodding, I hung my smart aleck head and eagerly agreed with him as he declared, "New back packs all around!"

After quite a bit of concentrated decision making, final selections were made...

Who knew these back packs would be such a hit? More than one child asked to carry their pack to church in the morning! Those requests were denied, but further plans were made for the week ahead when these soon to be tired back packs would be put to good use.

In the mean time, we headed back home to begin dinner and the Saturday Night Bath event which would be followed by "on time" tuck-ins. However, SOMEBODY jumped the gun a bit with bedtime on the way home from "runnin' around"...

Hope your weekend is wonderful!!

It's Finally the Weekend!

We hope you enjoy it to the fullest!!
     Love,

"Shirley"

"Goodness!"

and "Mercy!!"

"Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever." 

~Psalm 23:6

Without

Tonight I'm without--without the children. I'm going to be attending a Beth Moore event tomorrow and the next day, so the kids have been "farmed out," as we have taken to calling it, two a piece to each set of grandparents. Grandparents, whom, I need to add, were kind enough not only to accept the care of the children for the weekend, but also to come and get them. Talk about above and beyond the call of duty! Everyone is gone now except for Darrin, who will be the chauffeur for tomorrow's event.

So, again I say, I'm without. Without any little person screaming at 2 am for no apparent reason. Without any little people getting into bed with me before daylight. Without anyone to fix breakfast for in the morning. Without any reason to negotiate clothing choices for the day. Without any dirty clothes to toss down the clothes chute. Without any refereeing of tv time. Without any juice spills to clean up or toothpaste remains to wipe down. Without the noise of stomping feet, or arguing, or clapping, or giggling, or whistling, or belly laughing, or singing. Without any faces grinning at me or hands reaching for mine. Without the sounds of lullabies drifting down the stairs. Without anyone saying, "Hey Mom, you've gotta see this!" Without any bedtime prayers to listen to. Without any sports updates before I even get out of bed. Without a coffee partner. Without soft cheeks to kiss good night, or rumpled heads to kiss good morning.

OK. . . . I realize I can't exist without them for very long so I'd better enjoy this time while it lasts. This wonderful, special, restorative time where I can enter the bathroom, draw a bubble bath, get into that bath, and linger --enjoying the peace and tranquility within and the peace and quiet without!