Dream: Seth (the youngest in the family) goes off to first grade leaving me with ample time on my hands that I won't know what to do with. I'll probably clean out a closet and then scrapbook (something productive and then something fun.)
Reality: Seth was home one day with a fever, Max was home one day with pink eye, Seth was home another day with an ear infection, Maddie is home one day with a stomach ache, Seth calls to come get him after lunch from school because he is "sick" which he is not I realize after watching him, Seth is home another day with another ear infection/fever, Tanner goes to school in crutches because of a soccer injury which means I take and pick him up and haul his drum kit for him. As I was bringing in groceries in a rush today so I could put them away before going to get Tanner I thought, "Hey, what happened to my dream?!"
I'm not giving up, I still have hope that I'm going to have time to scrapbook and de-clutter...sometime very soon.
On Sunday we went and visited Grandpa's grave. It was very peaceful and beautiful at the cemetary. The kids found a praying mantis praying over grandpa's grave and played with it for a long time.
On Monday the kids were begging to go back to the sand dunes. It was actually kind of cold and windy but they were determined. We adults stayed in the car and talked while all the kids played away. It was fun to all be together.
Here's a picture of the stage and audience. It's just nice to be outside in the evening air, especially since the weather was nice. You can just bring blankets or camping chairs.
We got there an hour early, which was fine because they had entertainment while we waited. They had a juggler that went around the crowd that Tanner really liked watching and they had a band on stage performing. We also brought our books to read, since storytelling was the theme of the night.