Though the kids are out of school and it will be 100 degrees today (That’s one hundred D-E-G-R-E-E-S and zero cents) I am having to convince myself it is indeed summer. Nothing I could tell myself was working so after lunch I tried to take a nap.
But there I was laying in upon my bed watching and listening to the ceiling fan whirring round and round. Feeling guilty I wasn’t gluing bits of colored paper with Molly or listening to Sam tell me another snake story he heard at school.
Will it feel like summer soon?
We had a big party here on Saturday night. It was kind of crazy, there was a boatload of kids. Luckily it was outside as some of the kids were really, really bad. It made me love my kids very much when everyone went home. Truthfully the whole thing made me very tired. By 11:00 Molly and Henry were floating around on energy they sucked out of a soda and my dear daughter Hadley gave them bath without me even knowing. If you have ever been responsible for overtired bug spray encrusted children who have black fingernails and sweat grime behind their knees and ears you surely must know how much I appreciated that she did that.
I haven’t told any of my local friends I have a blog. I didn’t ask anyone if I could put their picture up, b/c then they would say Freckled Hen? What is that? And I don’t have a good answer. I mean good grief today I wrote about not being able to take a nap. What exactly is my blog? It’s something I often think about. I suppose my blog is a maternal representation of my thoughts. I love being a mother and wife and sharing my love for gingham and old bobbins. Oh and chickens and old kitchen junk and how my horse passes gas. It all makes sense to you, right?
I hope you are starting Summer off on a good foot. Thanks for reading all my words, I shall go and read some of yours.