Has the summer gone by that fast? It seems like school just let out last week! I have already purchased school supplies for my oldest daughter. It is hard to believe that she will be in the first grade this year. She is so excited about her new school clothes we bought. She is insisting on wearing them already. The funny thing is that if I suggested she wear something, she would be completely opposed to it. We have major psychological warfare in our house. I called her "Mary Mary Quite Contrary" the other day and she completely denied it. That just confirms it.
Not only is my oldest going back to school but my youngest will be starting Mothers Morning out for two days a week this year. She is completely excited about it. She thinks she is a big girl going to school like her sister. They both had music and drama camp at our church this summer and it was the first time for my youngest. The teacher said she wouldn't take her backpack off or let go of her lunch box for at least 45 minutes the first day. It was a big deal to have her "school stuff". "I eat my nack at cool Mommy, right, Mommy? I take my yadybug wunch box". Every day she reminded me of this as I fixed her lunch and put it in her "yadybug" lunch box.
Soccer practice also starts next week for my oldest. She is ready but I am not. It is entirely too hot outside. It has been at least 97 degrees every day this week and I don't see any relief coming any time soon. New soccer shoes and new shin guards await the new uniform that will be coming in a couple of weeks. The question is, what color will it be this year?
Have you ever had a peanut butter and jelly calzone? Well, I tried making mini versions today. The flavor was good but I need to work on sealing the package better. The jelly ended up on the baking sheet. All in all, it was like having a warm PB&J sandwich. It's worth another try on another day. With food on the brain, what will I make for dinner? Hmmm.... maybe chicken sliders and turkey sausage for Dad. He will enjoy that when he gets home and I will enjoy him when he gets home. I love it when he walks in the door.
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