July 4th...Bah humbug!

OK, so the 4th of July is one my favorite holiday (yes, it even beats Christmas). Well, it used to be my favorite holiday. See, I married a man who works in TV production and the company he works for happens to broadcast one of the big 4th of July fireworks shows here. Needless to say, he always has to work on the 4th. And it isn't anywhere near a regular 8 hour shift. Oh no...it is more like be at the station at 8am and get home around 2am the next morning. Add to that the fact that he has to work until 10:45pm the night before and it makes for a horrible two days. N has taken to spending the night at his parents house on the 3rd so as to cut down the drive time and get more sleep.

Now, some people may not think this is so bad, but let me tell you...For me it is. I have a really hard time dealing with my children by myself for that long. Plus, this year M got a summer cold and was miserable both nights. I don't have a very long fuse to begin with, but when I get little to no sleep I have no fuse at all. Add in my pregnancy fatigue and hormones and I was a mess. My poor kids. They weren't even that bad, but I had no patience with them at all.

We were invited to a friend's house for a party, but without N there to help me I would have left after 30 minutes and I would have been in tears. It really is that bad for me.

Alright, enough of that!

One thing that happened on Friday that I had to good sense to take a picture of...We had cheese crisps and beans for lunch (I know, lunch of champions). I had gotten up to go to the bathroom and when I came out K had beans all over his arms, hands, face and the table. He held up his hands and said, "I didn't do it, Mom." I asked him who did and he said, "I don't know."

M is growing like a weed. He is almost 6 months old. We've recently started him on cereal. He liked the oatmeal alright, but when I gave him his first taste of bananas he got a huge grin on his face. I wish I had a picture of it. It was so cute. He has also had peas, but that was when his cold started and he was acting like he had some kind of intestinal pain so I quit the peas. Now, I am pretty sure it was just the cold and not a reaction to the peas themselves. Some time this week we'll try peas again and see what happens. After that is carrots.

H finished her swimming lessons a couple of weeks ago. She did great. We really have to work on teaching her how to come up for breaths. I swear, she'd try to swim the whole length of the pool on one breath if we'd let her. She is getting really excited to start school next month and even laughed when she told her grandma that I was going to cry when she went to school. We'll see who is crying come August 6th...FYI it will probably be both of us!