I love that Max still says “liberry” instead of library. He said he forgot his liberry books at school, so chose this tonight in their place.
114 degrees in Phoenix today. I know it’s August, so I’m not sure why I think it shouldn’t be so hot, but I’m ready for fall.
Fall is different living in the desert….not much in the way of fall leaves, only slightly cooler temps, the sun light shines differently and you don’t have to run your air day and night. Hard to imagine we will actually be able to open doors and windows in the coming months.
As always, I’m trying not to wish time away, but I will gladly welcome fall anytime, just not Christmas yet.
Getting ready for bed most nights can be a battle. Max is cursed with the night owl gene Chris and I have. 😉
Max once told me he would “prefer to stay up all night and then sleep all day”. Poor thing. He’ll need to grow up and be a work from home entrepreneur, make your own schedule, non-conformist kind of dude (so he can do that, otherwise he’ll suffer with dragging his tired butt out of bed every day like us).
I am trying harder to not rush him all the time. Giving more time for everything so we can just “do” and “be” instead of “hurry up!” It’s not easy, but I am constantly reminded of how quickly his childhood and life in general fly on by, and I want to appreciate each moment I have, helping him brush his teeth. I know soon enough, he won’t need my help.
Night Night! (I’ll promise to watch only one episode of Mad Men on Netflix tonight, and get to bed by 11:30!)
I have a serious love for salads. I can safely say that salads are on the top of my favorite foods list. I usually take spinach or lettuce and then just throw in whatever I have. Not a whole lot of thought to it. That approach makes the best salads! I used to think salads I made myself never tasted as good as ones other people made…..not any more. My current dressing of choice is mixing walnut oil, balsamic vinegar and some sort of citrus juice. Dee-lish!
Earthy salad I made for lunch today.
I was looking at Max’s legs tonight as we sat on the couch talking. As usual, they looked like they had grown a mile. It reminded me of this picture from the first day of school. He looks so old to me here. I try to remember how soon it will be that I will look back at this picture and think he looks so little. Max is smart, witty, stubborn, compassionate,, talkative (too talkative at school) and he wears me out! He is, an all around wonderful kid. Tomorrow marks the completion of his second week of first grade. I hope he doesn’t grow too much tonight.