Time Has Slowed

Mario will be home next Saturday. The first 8 1/2 weeks flew by. I mean really flew by. They flew by so fast that sometimes I lost total track of time. I couldn't tell you if an event happened last week or last month. But then last week, time seemed to stop. Now everyday feels like a week. My kids barely have time to hang out with me anymore. Eric is always at work or with friends/girlfriend. Erin's always with friends or doing church activities and the boys always want to play with our new neighbor, Alex.

So I find myself at home by myself a lot. I remember the days that I couldn't wait to have an hour by myself. Now I'm starting to miss the kids. I think I'm going to have terrible empty nest syndrome in a few years.

Last week, I had no kids at home to take to the pool. So I went to my friend Melody's pool all by my myself so I could have adult conversation. The other moms were shocked I'd choose to come hang out. They only go to pool to get their small kids out of the house. I remember those days.

Good thing I've started a hobby and I need to get back to reading more. I've barely picked up my Kindle since I started quilting.

Hooray for Mario coming home soon. Hopefully I can find things to do to distract myself so the days will go a little faster. I think I'll do a lot of classes at the Y, take the boys for hikes, and spend lots of time at the pool this week.




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Erin's 9th Grade Artwork

I remember when Erin was in kindergarten, we had a neighbor that was an artist. She also had a son in Erin's class. Carrie studied each students' artwork during open house and then told me that Erin was the only one in the class that had talent. I thought that was funny since Erin was only 5. But if it's true, then I guess she must get it from Mario because I only draw stick figures and connecting hearts when I doodle. I really want to know how she got that bridge to look so three dimensional in the second picture. I know nothing about art, can you tell?!

Erin won't admit she's a good artist and she'd be upset to know I put these on my blog. So Shhhh!