The weather is changing, I can feel it in my knees. Ever since my surgery last winter, my knees haven't gone back to 100%, and since fall I've been able to tell when the weather was going to change. I remember when I was in 3rd grade, I loved the weather part of science and would jokingly tell my family that I was a better weatherman than anybody else. :-) Now with my knees, it's actually more true than it ever was before!
Tomorrow is my older brother's 27th birthday. I took the kids shopping tonight, and I got him the best joke present ever. When he turned 6 or 7, all he wanted for his birthday was a dump truck. So my parents got this big yellow tonka dump truck, and hid it. My dad created this elaborate scavenger hunt, and Ryan finally found it in the fireplace. Hilariously enough, it turned out when Ryan had told my parents a "dump truck" he had really said "jump rope" and they misheard him. So, this evening as we walked the aisles, I came to the toy section and there were the yellow tonka trucks! I bought him one. It'll be awesome. :-)
I am so tired, more just exhausted than tired though. Emotionally, physically- just drained. I think I ate something bad last night, because all night my stomach was threatening to erupt, and all day today I just felt like crap. I did eat tonight, so we'll see if that steadies it all out.
With the exception of Nathanael, all the kids are up to spend the night at out house. I love them. They're so ridiculous. Susannah made the cookies from the dough that's been sitting in the refrigerator for the last couple days that I just hadn't found the time to make. Now the house smells wonderfully of gingerbread.
The time for sleep has arrived. Goodnight.
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