Seriously, I still eat and breathe and sleep and all the rest. I just took a nice, long time to enjoy my family and, well, basically laze around. Is that so wrong? I feel like I should be ashamed, but sometimes taking a little time to just be lazy and relaxed seems like the thing to do.
I can't believe it's already summer. The twins are in a summer day camp program at their school. This has been the first week and they are appropriately grumpy and foul when they come home. I know they will even out and be a lot more pleasant as they get used to the new schedule, but man, oh man, the first week or so is hard hard hard.
ChaCha continues to delight everyone. She now walks up to other parents and introduces herself, "Hi! I'm Charwotte! Please to meet you." And she even extends her hand to shake. She also has the small talk thing down. Her favorite topics are her age, her conversational companion's clothing choices, and what she ate for her last meal. Is it wrong to envy your own child's social skills? But I do -- she's a pro at it and I marvel at how easy and natural it is for her. Our little social butterfly.
Bebe is becoming a really great reader. She is happiest to have a book and read it to herself or her baby sister. That's really cute. "Hey, Charlotte? You want me to read this book to you? Huh?" And Our Lou is so very, very Lulu. She has more energy than the Energizer Bunny. She goes all day long. She wears me out.
Well, maybe I'll have a little more to say and more time to say it. That would be novel.