Girl Day

Girl Day began as me asking who wanted to come with me to the post office. Nora, who always wants to go everywhere, shrieked in delight. Luna, who has to go everywhere, pretty much, slept in her carseat. Ava asked to come with.

Well the post office quickly became a trip to Wal-Mart for more underpants for Ms. I Pee On the Potty Now, and a trip to Wal-Mart is never complete unless I spend $50. But all three of those little ladies got new swimsuits, and Ava used the "I won't need a new one for Florida this way" tool. Ah, well. I'm a sucker for a girl in a swimsuit.

Upon arriving home, there was some discussion of my nail polish, which I purchased yesterday. Both girls (10 & 11) decided that it looked awesome, and I had to agree. Then they wanted theirs done. Ok, fine. Then they wanted pizza for lunch. Can do. Then they wanted to "help" me make cookies for their trip to Camp Miller on Sunday. Apparently, starvation is likely without cookies on an hour long bus ride. Cookies it is.

Now they are both passed out upstairs, newly painted nails dragging on the floor. Nora's napping, Luna's napping and I think Zane passed out downstairs watching Sponge Bob. The older boys went on an "adventure" down to Lakeside to get some donuts from the bakery. (I have to make up these dumb little adventures for them to get them out of the house so they don't drive me bonkers with their boyness) And I'm still cranking out these fucking cookies. If I see one more chocolate chip, I think I am going to lose it!!!