
After reading
April's great post last week I ended up rereading Gift From The Sea. It's a book that should really be a yearly read for me and one that I never get tired of. It's quick, insightful, totally pertinent to today despite being written in 1955, and a wonderful reminder that my current perspective/season of life will change with time.
It is also fun for me to see all the passages I highlighted (there are a ridiculous amount) and notes I made in the book, but a bit humbling to think that I'm still working on the same issues with myself. Aargh!

There's a single mom in our ward with 2 boys (ages 6 and 8) who needs help watching her kids while she works during the week, so various families have been taking turns having the boys over to play for the day and we took last Monday. They're sweet boys I know from primary, but the work really fell to Landon and Whitney who played with them all day. I was seriously impressed with how it all worked out and I paid them 5 marbles each for this job.

Collette has been recovering from surgery and going a little stir crazy at home so I picked her up and we went for a long lunch at Kneaders.

Crazily enough, we ran into Amy there!

Whitney has been taking a weekly oil painting class this month, but had the chance to do a one time t-shirt class as well. I arranged things so her best friend could go too and thought this would be a fun, summer thing to do. However, I did not foresee the trauma of Whitney hating her design or the horror of the background color turning out more green than blue. She was in tears, scorned the shirt, said it was "a once in a lifetime thing" (what the?!) and took over an hour to come out of it. Good Hell! Freakin kids...why do I try to facilitate fun things for them?

Because of Landon's 3 week stint doing summer band I am driving to the junior high every morning at 10:00. I had a couple nice days of reading at the park during that hour, but I've also had a few heinous days of running Whitney to art across town at the same time. I have gone through 3/4 a tank of gas since Monday! I don't know how families with many children handle this because I'm quite sure the constant clock-checking, stopping and starting, reminding, deadlines and overall hullabaloo sucks the life out of a person. There are probably people who are energized by this type of efficiency, but I don't like them. Ha.
**Does shuttling kids suck the life out of you?
What books do you like to reread?
Did you go out to lunch this week?**
Comment Window Tidbit: Tomorrow is the 12th so it's time for another 12 on the 12th edition, our first Saturday 12th so far this year.