A couple of nights ago, we were kneeling in prayer with Quinn being our voice when I heard the distinct sound of liquid drops rapidly spattering on a plate. I looked over to see Eli trying to hold in his urine, while it freely flowed onto a plate as he stood over it on the couch. Yuck! Crazy kid. Poor kid. I know he doesn’t like to have bladder problems just as Xai doesn’t like having bugger problems.
Lily has started writing in her journal more regularly. It’s cool. I’m excited for her and her posterity.
Yesterday was a good day. I woke up late (Penelope was up with a thunderstorm a bunch and we went to bed late) and hurried out to let the chickens out. (Whom I forgot to close all the doors to last night so hopefully they are okay!) Speaking of chickens, we have caught two raccoons in the hen run in the past two weeks! Eli technically caught them in his empty, unbaited trap, crazy kid. Hey! I used that again! He is a sweetie!
Yesterday we also started our “Secret Sibling” exchange here at home since the girls (and soon Hyrum) will all be going to camp and the younger ones wanted something to look forward to. So they did that. Lily and I dropped off Maia and Havala at the girl’s camp drop-off at the church and then went and played pickleball and basketball. I beat Lily at pickleball and felt a little bad. I have had a lot of racqueting experiences and wanted her to have fun and want to get better at it and not just feel defeated. She won the first game pretty soundly but I won all the ones after that. I don’t like playing too hard because it feels mean. I guess I know how Quinn feels now?
Well, she got a turn to school me at basketball after that. I also arranged to pick up a booklet for Havala while we were there, we picked up some plants to fill in the holes in our garden and then grabbed some food at Wendy’s.
We have also been trying to donate a lot of shoes and clothes and books that we don’t use or need anymore and I think we finally got the last of the current batch out after Hyrum dropped some books off at the FVRC last night when he was driving through Stewart after working out with the football team.
I have a lot of worries for my kiddos: mainly worried that they won’t have the experiences they need to have a fulfilling life. I guess they don’t have some things, but it seems like even having those things (social, athletic, scholastic, etc) still doesn’t preclude success in later life if modern young adults are the measuring stick.
Hyrum watched the kiddos yesterday while Lily and I were gone and they played games (including the running and screaming and laughing hysterically kind :D!) and watched some Bluey. He is such a good kid.
I feel bad that I didn’t take the time to braid Maia’s hair tightly for camp before she left.
I ate too much and poorly yesterday. I’m having a hard time doing this “intuitive eating” thing when I’m tired and feeling down. My arm is also very sore. Whenever I do a lot of work with it, it starts hurting. It’s my right arm and I think I must have injured it while falling on it when chasing Eli at the temple grounds back in March. I’ll have to ask my brother Jon about it.
Lily and I cleaned up the house, which was still a little off from our painting project in the basement last week and our Fourth of July celebration with a BBQ with friends, going to the lake and watching fireworks. So fun! But time to clean.
I spent a long time herding chickens with Quinn last night. We have been losing a lot of them recently and are trying to slow down the trend. They are pretty spooked and don’t come as easily as they used to to the coop.
We are still trying to find a good home for Kujo. He needs someone who wants to hunt with him. That is what he is, a hunting dog.
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