One would not normally like for their house to be in disarray, but at our house, that means the flooring is finally, finally, going in! Yipppppeeee! Craig worked hard all day, and got half the kitchen done. It took him a long time to pull baseboards and prep the area. Since we did not purchase the flooring with the backing already on it, he has to measure and cut, and then tape seams on the quiet walk we are laying down.
I took Chloe and Koben to a birthday party so Craig could have four hours of peace to blare the stereo and concentrate on his flooring. Then we went to Bryan's house for the twins' and Chloe's bbq for their birthdays. All three kids got skateboards and knee/elbow pads, so we sat around in Bryan's garage/game room and watched the kiddos weeble their way down the driveway. Chloe bit it once, and since she's so skinny, she actually managed to push her elbow pads up her arm and still skin up her elbow because they don't fit tight enough. And they tell you safety is important. What do you do when your kid has spaghetti arms, and she is too big for the little kid pads, and too small for the junior pads. Sillys.
I did get to see Josh while we were there, and I haven't seen him since before Christmas. He will be fifteen in August, and I swear, the kid must be at least 6'4, and he's not done growing yet. Gaingly thing, with shaggy hair and bushy eyebrows, and a smidge of mustache. He still talks with a lisp (since his mother refused to allow any therapy in school when he was little) so he is just funny to listen to. Lewis has the same lisp, and his was never dealt with either. Oh well. I can't understand Koben either, but at least I have people working with him.
I've decided I'm becoming an old biddy. Or, maybe it's just karma, and I'm becoming my mother, who became her mother. Kendra and Caitie both have ickily dyed hair, and it makes me crazy. I had a hard time not saying anything. Kendra used to have fantastic blonde hair. You know, when it's four different shades of natural blonde, and it looks highlighted. The kind of hair the rest of us pay $100.00 for? Well, she wanted it all one shade, so for the last year it has been this gorgeous shade of..........yellow. Just yellow. And Caitie, who is barely thirteen, has hers dyed a just beautiful shade of.....black. I can't stand it when girls dye their hair black. Not very many people have black hair. Super dark brown hair that is almost black, yes, but not pure black. Especially not when you have fair skin and light eyes. And the poor thing already has a mop top of unruly, curly, course hair. Ugh.....I had to purse my lips like an old lady for fear I would say something stupid. I hope hope hope Chloe never does that. But, of course, she probably will. I better start saving my money now so I can afford to take her in and have it done professionally (when she's 18, of course =P) I told Kendra I would take her in and have it done by my hair dresser if she wanted, but no, she thought she and her friends could do it just fine out of a bottle. Whatever.
All in all, the day was good, and Chloe and the twins had fun. Craig is going to continue with the flooring a little each night, and he hopes to have the kitchen and the laundry room done by the weekend, and the carpet taken out of the dining room so he can start on it.
1 comment:
I totally agree with the hair thing. Although i've had my fair share of hair mishaps. Always best to leave it to a professional.
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