This is an "off" week at la Casa Borobia, meaning that there are no camps or trips scheduled. So: recover from last week (VBS, Dwija & Lizzy birthday), prep for this weekend (baby's baptism! 4th of July! open house for friends who are moving!), and plan for "on" week next week (2 big girls working at horse camp at the barn down the street. Monday thru Friday, 8-4 p.m. Help me Jesus. Seriously Imma need your help).
How about a slew of unedited photographs so I don't go for two whole weeks between blog posts?
OH! Today is also our 14th wedding anniversary. FOURTEEN YEARS. You know what other thing I've done for 14 years straight? Breathe. That's it. I've not had the same address or lived in the same city or state or worked for the same company or had the same haircut or owned the same clothes....wait, I take that back. That ugly red boucle sweater.
Okay, so the ugly red sweater is the only thing in my life that has outlasted my marriage. That's sayin' something about acrylic, y'all.
Blahblahblah, rambleramble. Pictures!
|There's paul in the brown burlap, happily trotting off to jail as a Christian during their performance of St. Tarcisius|
|Katy is in the orange shirt in front of these littles, helping them to sing their sweet little song on the last day of VBS|
|If I had more time, I'd draw little arrows pointing to my 3 kids in this pic. But I don't. Moral: Dominican Sisters of Mary Mother of the Eucharist are WINNERS. Have them do your VBS next year, srsly.|
|Katy and her doppleganger (you've seen this on the fan page already, I know. So sorry.)|
|My birthday buddy with her kindred spirit. Like, bffe y'all.|
|my birthday buddy ridin' dirty...|
|Paul is still a duck|
|Charlie is STOKED|
|It was not so gloomy. What's up camera? #noediting|
|2 year old booty|
|I told them "the only summer pics I get are of you guys eating..." DON'T MIND IF WE DO.|
|Wow. Such yum. So Michigan.|
|candles in peach cobbler|
|git in mah belleh|
|Every child of ours has ridden in this swing. 13 years and still humming!|
Whew! I did it! Love you lots. Sorry for the....something. Or lack of something.