Thursday

Last night I let the kids stay up until 11:30 because I've lost my mind.
And because that's what time Daniel got home for the 2nd night in a row and they wanted to see there Daddy before going to bed. How do you say no to that!?
I thought they might sleep in.
Wrong.
By 7:30 they were both in bed with me.
Daniel had already left for work, so all breakfast duties belonged to me.

After breakfast we hung out for a little bit and then headed to our local water park.
Dylan was thrilled when we got there and almost immediately  ran into one of his good buddies.
It worked out really well that he could ride the big slides with his buddy while London and I played on a very near by baby slide and kept our eye on them. I say "our" because London is quite the little mother hen.

We had a great time and stayed for about two and a half hours.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We got home around 3. We pretty much just vegged out for the next couple of hours.
I did a little house work, but not as much as I should have.
We colored and practiced writing. London is working on perfecting writing her name. And Dylan is working on a little cursive. We played chase and had a tickle-war.
Oh, and we all three jumped on my bed. Just because.

I had a children's council meeting at church after supper.
Since Daniel was working late I had to take the kids with me. I was so happy when London replied to me telling them we were going to the meeting with "Yay! CHURCH!" I'm so glad they like going to church. Several of their friends were there, so it was like a play date for them.

On that note. Here's my little rant. I love to volunteer. I feel like serving is my spiritual gift. I love, love, love sitting on the Children's Council at church. I love sitting on the PTA board at Dylan's school. I love helping in the classroom. I love being room mom, which I have done every single year for Dylan. I enjoy all of these things for so many reason. The fellowship with other moms, the involvement in things my children are involved in, and the joy that I get from helping others. But here's the deal. I feel like every year I bite off more and more. Usually I take the summer off and by the time school starts I'm ready to load my plate right back up. But for some reason as we were talking about all the areas that need volunteers in the meeting, areas that I would usually jump in head first, I just felt so exhausted. Like I really just wanted to curl into a ball and take a nap right there in the meeting. I don't know what my deal is. I just feel burnt out. I'm hoping I can shake this and that I'll be rearing to go by the time school starts. I know you can't do everything, but I have my list of things I really, really want to do. Or at least I want to want to. Does that sense?

Kids went to bed at a much more normal time tonight. 8:30.
I can't wait to tuck myself into bed shortly.
So glad tomorrow is Friday. I have fun plans for the kiddos tomorrow.