I’ve been feeling cruddy this week with a nasty cold and headache, but I’ve been powering through on the strength of Motrin and caffeine (for the headache, not for the energy).
Camille has been capitalizing on my inattention to detail as evidenced by her attempt to recreate birthday breakfast on her own with leftover waffles and ice cream.
I like her more and more. We had back to school night on Tuesday so while the boys went to youth group and basketball practice we walked across base to the school where she helped me find each classroom and sat silently through each teacher’s presentation.
Josh took Calvin’s schedule and I took Carter’s. We met up for Arabic class (that the boys have together) and then she headed off with Josh for the second half the school “day.”
If it seems like all of her pictures are taken wearing this dress, it’s because she wears it every other day. It makes the carpal tunnel that I developed from knitting it totally worth it every time she takes the dress out of her drawer and hugs it.
I love the evening light
By the time we go to her High School back to school night I’ll be in my 50s. Yikes. But I’m sure she’ll be just as much a delight and a mystery 10 years from now. Lucky us.