Rip van Robin

I’ve fallen asleep before 10 the past two nights and still needed a nap yesterday. :yawn: I can’t figure out why I’m so tired until I realize that as I’m rescuing a shoe from the dog’s mouth, Camille is trying to brush her teeth with diaper rash cream. Or as I’m distracted by the dog getting into the trash, Camille takes advantage and turns the bidet into her personal bathtub — fully clothed. It’s a never ending circle of dumb and dumber . . . if the dog isn’t chewing on it, Camille is scribbling on it. If I didn’t have Josie around to clean while I’m in charge of inmate supervision (obviously not doing a very good job of it) I would weep.

Add to that the realization the other day that we have lived in 4 different countries in less than 2 years (US/Egypt/Oman/Bahrain) and I guess it makes sense that I’d be a wee bit tired. I guess I can stop being worried that something’s wrong with me and embrace the fatigue. It’s not like I have a choi . . .
Ok, then. In between naps and sleep what have we been doing?

Two of the boys were playing at a friend’s house over the weekend so we took the other two for ice cream.  

Really big ice creams since they were buy one, get one with coupons from our Entertainer book. (Yes, they have those here too!) 

Meelie had dark chocolate and raspberry with fresh raspberries (mama’s choice) and Calvin had coffee/vanilla with cookie dough (I advised Heath Bar as a mix in, but he ignored my expertise). 

He liked it anyway.

Today Camille and I headed to the local grocery store. We saw another accident on the way — can you see the kids bouncing around inside the car without carseats or seat belts? Thankfully, they looked to be unharmed. Right after I took this, the car started smoking/steaming — not pretty.

Since Josh was gone over Carter’s birthday, we’re having a make-up birthday breakfast for dinner tonight. Pancakes, whipped cream, bacon, etc. 

She’s “helping.”
 

I bought peaches at the store and made some peach sauce to go on the pancakes (sugar, vanilla, cinnamon).

A little doggie massage . . .

Now two of the boys are home from school and working on homework (oh gosh, it is painful!). Then we’re off to brave the traffic to pick Calvin up from basketball practice. After dinner we’ll probably walk the dog and herd everyone to bed. Have to get lots of rest so I can get up and do it all over again tomorrow . . .