Mothering Many

Lookie what the kids made:

We were camping in the backyard this weekend, and they made a masterpiece! I’ll definitely have to buy more chalk before our next camp out. We’re doing it again Father’s Day weekend. It’s much cheaper than some other vacations, but I still have a few things on my camping wish list. I should set up a couple of savings accounts to pay for that stuff, I guess, even if it’s just in envelopes. Not that I have enough financial self discipline for that, but, you know. I can dream.

Poor DaBaby is having a rough time of it lately. She cut one of her fingers pretty badly last week on a I-still-don’t-know-exactly-what, and she just got the other hand slammed in the door. And I think she’s working pretty hard on potty training because she’s been crying a whole lot instead of using words. I sure hope we can avoid any more accidents. If she makes my heart stop one more time, then we might be wishing I had life insurance. Well, they might, anyway. I ’spect it won’t much matter to me.