pool day

Monday we were invited to swim with some friends.  Their oldest daughter had a birthday last week, so this was a small celebration with cake.  Clark played with the two younger kids and Oliver swam around the shallow end.  I didn't have to get in the water and it was actually really nice to just sit and watch.  Clark did so well and he's gotten so brave since last summer.  He was nervous about not swimming with floats, but I told him he could and if he felt uncomfortable he could put them on.  Five minutes in, he was good jumping from the diving board and going down the slide.  Oliver kept wanting to try the slide, but I couldn't be in the water to catch him, so I told him no.  Finally finally I gave in and he went down with a scared look on his face.  He's so small he just flew down and off the end.  Clark went behind him and helped him get to the side of the pool where I pulled him out.  He said he it was fun and wanted to go again, so I let him.  After a couple more times I told him he had to swim to the ladder to get out.  He said ok and that was that.  He was in and out and up and down the slide at least 20 more times.  They both wore themselves out.  I had no idea we'd stay more than a couple of hours, but at 4:30 I decided we better go so Corey wouldn't beat us home and wonder what was for dinner. 

father's day

For Father's Day I made Corey go shopping for clothes.  He loved every minute of it.  With both kids.  And me making him try on things he normally wouldn't.  Actually, he hated it.  But I'd had enough of the whining:  "I don't have any shorts.  I need new work pants.  I need new shirts.  I don't have anything to wear."  He rarely does this, but about a month ago he cleaned out his closet and got rid of a lot, so now he really has very few casual things to wear.

Armed with a coupon and sales ad, we went to JC Penney and just started filling a cart with whatever caught our eyes, while the boys ran circles around displays and shelves.  He hated every single shirt I picked out.  Ok, they were v-neck and he's not a fan of v's on guys, but the regular t-shirt selection seemed limited, so I was trying to get him to branch out.  There was a lot of scoffing and eye rolling and basically sulking.  He's not super happy about his love handles, but he's always had them and he will probably always have them and they're not huge, but shirts these days are apparently made super slim or old man loose and neither are flattering.

After a few more trips in and out of the dressing room with different options and sizes, he settled on a pair of khakis for work, a button down, four pairs of shorts, and two t-shirts (one he not so secretly hates, but says he will wear it--whatever).  With the coupon we spent $77 and that was much cheaper than what I spent at Mother's Day and got much less.

Sunday morning I made breakfast, the boys gave Corey his card and we went to church.  That afternoon we went to his dad's and ate a late lunch and hung with his family.  His aunt had shirts printed for everyone in honor of Corey's grandfather.  We took a couple of group pictures and then it was time to leave.  We finished the night by watching The Dark Knight Rises and listening to a storm.  I think he had a great weekend and hopefully he felt the love.

running

Nope, not me.  But Corey wanted me to share that he ran to work yesterday.  He's been planning it for a couple of weeks, trying to map out a route so he could stay on mostly golf cart paths.  It's 15 miles from here to his work.  He had a friend bring him home on Wednesday and he left clothes, computer, and toiletries there so he could shower and dress after his run.  No one would have appreciated a sweat soaked Corey all day.

His goal was to wake up at 5:15 and run 9 minute mile pace.  He texted me once he got to work to tell me he crushed it.  He ran about 8:20 pace and said he felt great.  He was so excited that he didn't get lost because there were two places he wasn't sure of the turns, but he made it and I was relieved to not get a phone call from the police that he had passed out somewhere.  ;)

While he ran to work, I got to sleep in sort of.  The boys didn't get up until 7:40 and when they saw I had already showered and dressed, Clark asked me why didn't I wake them up.  Ha! 

I had my 37 week appointment, whoa!  Everything is still looking and sounding good.  I'm definitely feeling sore and tired by dinner lunch well, all day.  But I also haven't packed a bag for the hospital and her room is a disaster.  Actually not a disaster, just unorganized.  My mother-in-law and I went through all of the clothes that have been bought or given or loaned to me yesterday and this baby girl is set for at least six months, probably more.  I have nowhere to put all of these clothes yet due to my indecision about what dressers to move to the boys' room, but it is all neatly stacked on the bed for now. 

So that's that.  Now I need to go lay down, again.

cheap cheap

So far this summer I've tried to keep it cheap.  The boys are always bored it seems and short of snacking our way out of boredom, I've been trying to find cheap things to do.

We have made slime and played with it. 
We've been to the zoo, which has been well worth the money my parents paid for our membership.  ;) But seriously, we had one before they bought it and we'll renew ours again.
We went to the pond near our house and fed ducks and did a nature walk where we found two of these guys.

This week Clark has been going to VBS for a couple hours in the morning, so that's his entertainment taken care of.  Oliver and I have been window shopping and eating candy and drinking frappucinos to fill our wait time.

The latest cheap find was a $5 slip n slide from Target.

As you can see, Oliver might need a little more practice.