Another week down, and it never ends.
We’re inching closer to school starting. Nutty and Monkey both start on Tuesday. I’m excited, scared, and a bit sad. I know I can’t stop them from growing up, but I wish it would slow down! I still remember holding them when they were born, and countless times being up with them in the middle of the night feeding them.
Just got interrupted while typing this. It was Monkey’s new soccer coach. He got a call a few days ago asking if he’d coach because the other one that was set couldn’t. Guess who the one that couldn’t coach was. Yeah…it was me. Sorry, but I’m not about to leave Tank and Nutty on the sidelines by themselves while I “ref” the game. Sorry, Nutty would be fine, but at 5 1/2 months old….yeah, not leaving Tank on the sides by himself at a huge park.
I’ve got about half of my old blogs transferred over I think. I made it through 08/2007….I just realized they went up to 12/2008. Guess I’m not half way. Anyway, I found that I wasn’t as diligent in not telling the kids names. If you read through the old blogs you’ll see that Nutty is actually Aiden and Monkey is Paige. You won’t see Tank (since I stopped doing that before he was born), but Tank if Finn. If I ever get around to posting pictures you’ll see them, plus their names tattooed on either forearm (older two) or on my left leg (Finn).
Yes, I love tattoos. I went in for one tattoo (upper back partial solar eclipse) and I know have ten tattoos with plans for at least six more. Yes, PJ, they are addicting. Don’t believe me? Go get just one. I have yet to meet someone with only one tattoo.
Off to shop for soccer cleats for Paige (Aiden still has his that fit) and shin guards for them both.
