The title above pretty much sums up our day here.
It started out with a late start. Of course it’s Monday so now she decides she wants to sleep in. Trouble is it’s camp day and oh you are so going.
A morning where you don’t want to wake up makes one cranky and I got an ear full of cranky this morning fo the first half an hour. No matter what I did - it was all wrong.
I made the wrong lunch, I picked the wrong shorts, the socks were too itchy.
Thankfully she perked up by the time we got in the car and we had to drive along to the toast song one more day. This was not intended but this will be the song of the summer I am afraid.
At pickup she was fine and very happy to chew on the apple I brought her in the car. and we had a nice dinner together and joked and played on the back deck in the perfect weather watching her eat a popsicle.
We’ve had much worse evenings.
She put her own PJ’s on and then feigned tiredness to get out of bruising her teeth but her old man was on to her ways and teeth got brushed.
We laid in bed and talked and had silly conversations about nothing but then I got to get up and she wanted me to stay.
She followed me out into the hallway and I told her I would check on her in a few minutes.
She sighs and then tells me “OK, You do you”, and turned around and marched herself to bed and I haven’t heard a peep since.
I have to say - the summer breeze and the quiet is nice.
If this is me doing me then I will take it.
Until next time,
TH and Co.