This tired mama is thanking the Good Lord for eggs and fruit to feed hungry children on this hot summer day. And by fruit I mean fruit cocktail. The generic brand.
If I had my choice, this is what we'd be doing tonight (minus the hats - they mysteriously disappeared when the girls wanted to wear them to Holy Mass instead of their veils. Strangest thing.):
Because there is nothing better than wearing a cow hat while eating Chick-fil-A. |
Same goes for this one, also known as Blue Steele. |
I'm also taking a poll. How much TV do your kiddos watch during the summer? When you live in the hottest level of hell: Texas (for the record, I love my state, I just also love air conditioning. It's genetic - I have pale skin.)? I thought I'd ask while in a good groove.
Admittedly, I go through periods where I'm overwhelmed and they watch too much. It'll make me look like a better parent if I ask right now. We're averaging about two episodes a day: one while I shower and one when I'm secretly packing up their room. On the days I don't have boxes to pack things up, we're still averaging two episodes.
This is only an average and I'm bad at math, so maybe it's actually eight episodes, I don't know. Some days are better, some are worse.
What does it look like in your house?
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