Texas is closer to the sun.
I know the eclipse was yesterday, and ya’ll are probably tired of talking about the sun.
But my house was 83 degrees inside today and the mother-fudging sun was all I was thinking about.
Day 14 in the House – I can’t believe we’ve been here 2 weeks!
We went to a fun pool party this morning with our new CC Homeschool group. This group of women seem really amazing and it feels so reassuring to be connecting with a like-minded moms at an established community.
We got home, entered the inferno of our house, and I binge-watched Netflix while the children played together. Every few minutes (OK… in between episodes) I would check on the children (OK… I would take out one earbud and make sure no one was crying or arguing).
I heard them giggling, chatting, and playing CLUE together for hours.
People often compliment my kiddos because they get along so well. I love that.
This is the only family I have ever raised (ha) and I don’t have any siblings, so I don’t really know how sibling relationships work. Maybe thats a good thing because I’m looking at the whole “sibling thing” from an outsider’s perspective. We told our kiddos they were best friends with their siblings from the day we brought each new baby into our home.
We make sure they treat each other with respect and point out all the ways they serve and care for one another. Often we point out how each of them have unique strengths which compliment their sibling’s strengths.
Our family is better together.
We even throw in a bit of logic during the difficult times, “You are stuck with each other, so make the best of it!”
It’s the Small Things, you know. And those Small Things add up, and then mama gets to binge watch Netflix as sweat drips off her her chin. Theoretically.
We had the contractor out to finish repairing the termite/mold damage on the chimney. Tomorrow they should be able to put the new siding on the back of the house. The new french doors for the back wall should come in next Thursday. Progress! Little-by-little. Everyday.
After dinner, the kids collected rocks from around the property while Brad and I unpacked the shed. The shed was a dusty cave of fire. But we unpacked over 10 boxes and everything is in it’s place.
Progress in the Texas heat.
(Which, by the way, every Texan says this hasn’t been a hot August. I’m going to be a puddle next year. A PUDDLE!)