'Lazy' Summer Days

Whoever coined the phrase "lazy summer days" has apparently never been a mom. Or a Mormon. This week alone we have five piano lessons, two Independence Day parties, one interior design consultation (thanks, Lenae!), 4 birthdays (one of which I'm making the cake for), 1 blood donation appointment, 1 Young Women activity, 1 lunch date in Baltimore, and 1 exercise class (which Marah and I are teaching. Yikes!). And to be honest, I'm not complaining. It's fun stuff, just LOTS of it.

So now I'm trying to play catch-up.

To celebrate Jon's first Father's Day, we had a delicious breakfast of eggs, homemade hashbrowns, and bacon. On Saturday. (Jon refused to let me & Seth bring him breakfast in bed Sunday morning--"I don't want crumbs in my bed"). Then, I gave both of my boys a badly needed haircut.

Before

After

You can't tell, but I really butched Seth's hair. It's really hard to cut a squirming baby's hair. Thankfully he was so mesmerized by the books Jon was reading to him that most of the haircut went fairly smoothly. His hair looks much better now that it's had a week to grow out.

Jon got a Snickers Bar for Father's Day at church, and a delicious chicken parmesan dinner at home (which had to be postponed until Monday because the chicken went bad. Gross, gross, gross). He also got a giant bowl of chocolate pudding which he has been enjoying all week.

Marah & I have been keeping ourselves busy as well. Marah moved out here from BYU with the intention of getting a job to pay for school next year. It was a good plan in theory, but we didn't count on there being NO JOBS for her to take. Not even at Pizza Hut, where she already has a year and a half of experience. It's been frustrating for her, but we've now all accepted the fact that there aren't any jobs.

So I gave her a job--a stripper. That's right; I've put my sister to work stripping our kitchen cabinets. If you remember our lovely pinkish-white cabinets from this post, you'll also remember how much I loathe them. They are easily my least favorite part of our house. After considering many options, we decided that stripping them and restaining them was the way to go. There were a few snags (which is why we started with the inside of the doors first), but things are looking up. I think they're going to look so good when we get it all put together. But then again, as Jon keeps reminding me, they can't possibly look worse than they do now, regardless of how it turns out. So that's what we're up to. It's a lot of boring, back-and-shoulder aching, sweaty work, but it's worth it. As for Seth, he keeps himself busy unloading the dishwasher any time we accidently leave it open. He's definitely mastered crawling and pulling up on things. Luckily he still hasn't tried to go down the stairs (yet).