I mean, let’s be real here. The number one lesson this week is that I’ve taken the summer slide to new levels this year. Lessons, schemessons, right? Except I love to write these posts and have been missing it. So here are a bunch of jumbled thoughts from…well, lately.
Lesson #1: If you really want to play with my boys at the park, it’s best not to chase them around calling them names like “princess poopy face”.
Lesson #2: While I’ve definitely slacked off on my exercising the past couple months, the days I do get to it, I feel pretty darn great. Until Pink looks at me and says, “You’re not sweaty enough. I don’t think you really exercised.”
Lesson #3: If you doubt the power of a great teacher, go to a local concert in the park with one (or three). When the kids flock to her with wide eyes and huge smiles, it’s a great reminder of who the real rockstars in our lives are.
Lesson #4: When hopping is your go-to mode of transportation, you don’t get anywhere fast. (And neither does your mother…no matter what she’s saying under her breath.)
Lesson #5: If I were the superstitious type, I would say that the Padres won the game Lenny’s parents took us to thanks to me. Because every time I’d leave our awesome seats, they’d make a big play. But then I realized it was probably more the law of averages than luck. After all, I was running someone to the bathroom pretty much every inning.
Lesson #6: There’s an unwritten rule for three-year olds that they have to touch every square inch possible in a public restroom before exiting.
Lesson #7: When your kids are laughing so hard you think their faces might fall off, you know that a visit with their cousins was long overdue.
Lesson #8: Grandparents (and Great Grandparents) are some of the only people who think your kids are as great as you do. No wonder we love them so much.
Lesson #9: One of the best parts about road-tripping home from San Diego is making a quick stop by the UCLA campus to show our kids all our favorite spots. This time we even went into the breathtaking Powell Library. And, just like old times, it was just to use the restroom.
Lesson #10: You know you over packed when you return from vacation with an entire suitcase full of clean clothes.
Lesson #11: While DIY may not be my thing, apparently it’s Little’s. He announced that he knows how to make homemade reindeer food. And, yes, I’ll share his secret because all those DIY bloggers have outrageously huge followings. Ready? Buy oatmeal.
Lesson #12: When you get a spam email with the subject line, “Wanna chat with me? I’m nud3 on my bed”, it doesn’t sound sassy. It sounds like an average evening with three kids.
Lesson #13: When it takes 45 minutes to prep for a family bike ride to the elementary school playground on a Sunday morning, it makes me think it’s not such a viable option for transportation come this school year.
Lesson #14: Ok, so maybe I’m a little superstitious. I can never end these posts on #13.
Best of luck as many of your kids head back to school in the coming week(s). As long as you steer clear of black cats and ladders, you should be fine. But I’ll keep hauling my kids to public restrooms in case that actually does bring others big wins. You’re welcome.
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