7 Quick Takes On Tuesday: Because My Life Is Insane

1.

Life around here has been crazy.  We've been getting ready for school (tomorrow the kids begin a 2 day a week academy) and getting reacclimated to homeschooling.  I've had some anxiety about the new school year because this particular school/homeschool schedule is all new to us and I'm not quite sure how it's all going to work out.  (I'm hopeful, though, this academic adjustment will make my homeschooling life easier in the long run.  Only time will tell, I guess.)

I've also agreed to teach a high school Grammar class, which normally wouldn't be a big deal except I'm having a new baby in November.   Managing all the little details like childbirth, lesson plans and the like are kinda overwhelming.

Go figure.

2.

Christopher:  "Mom, can we go to Christmas and ask Santa to bring us some snow?

The way he asked was so sweet, if it was possible for me to actually go to Christmas and ask Santa for snow, I would do it.

3.  

It's official.  Camille is in a big girl bed.  Aside from one middle-of-the-night tumble, she's done okay with her new sleeping arrangements.

The princess and the pea

She was, however, concerned about her old crib, which we set up in our room.

"What are you doing with that?" she asked me while we were reading books together the other night.

"I'm going to use it when the new baby is born," I said.

"Well, let's get a pair of scissors and cut that baby out.  We need to put him in it

now

."

"Ummm, I don't think that will be necessary, Camille," I said.  "The baby will come when he's ready.  Thanks for the offer, though."

4. 

Speaking of Camille, she turned 3 over the weekend.  We keep birthdays pretty simple around here--cake, a few presents, and family--but it was fun all the same.  I'm so grateful to have her in my life.

5. 

And because we are

those

obnoxious parents, John-on his own initiative--made a slideshow for Camille's birthday.  After the official birthday viewing, all the Duggan kids clamored for a DVD of their own.

(John better get hopping.  MB's birthday is this weekend.)

I warn you in advance--this is gratuitous over the top Camille and I love every minute of it.

(John also wrote cool captions to go with the photos, but I don't know what happened to them and I've already spent too much time trying to figure it out.)

6.  

The Duggan's did their annual trek to pick peaches from one of our favorite orchards.  John couldn't go with us, so I braved the outing alone, which means I didn't manage (read: watch like a hawk) how many peaches each of the children picked.   This was a catastrophic decision because at the checkout counter, I became the proud owner of 45 pounds and $70 worth of peaches.

I nearly had a stroke.

For the last two weeks, if the kids complained of hunger, my pad response has been, "Have a peach."

The steady diet of fuzzy fruit has left them wanting...something else.

On separate occasions, each one of them have said, "Mom, can we have a snack?  Something other than a peach?"

Afraid not, my darlings.  Eat up.

7.

I guess that's about it for now.  Hope your school year is off to a terrific bang.