ditl 1.07.17
Good morning, says Miss Felicity. Except not really. Because she's been following me around weeping for the past ten minutes--she clearly wasn't ready to wake up, but since I got up to wake up her older sister for cheer choreography camp, she decided to wake up, too. I finally pacify her with a snack until I can get her something more substantial to eat.
Emmie is up and getting ready! She has a very long day today (8-4) with a choreographer their cheer coach flew in to help them get ready for competition season.
This guy is up, too? What happened to sleeping in?
I go to take the last remnants of Christmas down, and Arthur says no. So they stay.
At least someone's getting some sleep. (Not pictured: six year old is still dead to the world as well)
More substantial food for both Emmie and Fliss.
Halfassed getting ready, I'm running out of time.
Do Emmie's hair really quick.
Throw together an iced coffee.
And throw in some laundry; my goal is to get all of the waiting laundry cycled through today.
Baby is dressed and washed up, and apparently...coloring.
Cordie's up! Last one sleeping is Leylie. (Dad is up, but unpictured)
No time to eat, grab and go.
And we're off. Holy nasty weather, batman.
Bye, Emme! Have fun!
It is absolutely dumping when we get to Aldi, so we wait in the car for a bit.
Lightening up a little, so we make a run for it.
Groceries aquired.
She is amused.
I get to see this cute little Leylie face for all of five minutes, while we unpack groceries, and then she and Cordie take off to play outside.
Replenish the lunch box snacks.
Cycle the laundry.
Feed these two a snack to tide them over until lunch is ready.
Lunch prep ahoy.
Aaand we eat.
Power is flickering from the storm, so I light candles as a just in case.
I'm finally brave and set up this Star Wars toy Arthur got for Christmas from his aunt. It takes forever to set up, and falls apart after every turn. I'm not sure if I should laugh or cry.
He really likes it, though, so having to put it back together every thirty seconds is worth it.
Update the calendar.
And put away clean dishes.
More laundry.
I get this Remind just as I'm getting ready to walk out the door...
So I start some more laundry.
After a lot of folding and putting away (not pictured), I grab a snack to go, and Arthur, Felicity and I run over to Publix to grab a few things Aldi didn't have.
These little cookie faces (free cookie every time we go in there!) are super happy. And freezing. Because it's 40 and dropping and they're very much not used to that.
Back at the middle school, we wait for cheer camp to end.
There's Emmie! Eating leftover pizza from their lunch.
She dumps off her cheer supplies (only took three months to come in!) at home and runs outside to play for an hour.
I start on dinner prep with the parmesan sauce for the tilapia.
Sesame green beans ahoy.
Way too lazy for homemade mac and cheese tonight.
The kids arrive home and Leylie discovers the replenished goldfish stock.
Dinner's up!
Thumbs up from this guy.
Emmie practices while we're cleaning up dinner.
Not pictured: baths for a quick rinse off for the little two.
Epic post-high ponytail hair.
"I love cleaning the litterbox," said nobody ever.
Cocoa all around.
Clean up Flissy's zillion cars.
Family fire and a movie.
Last fire remnants while everyone brushes teeth.
Goodnight silly children.
And goodnight, DITL! See you next time.