Fun on the fourth

We had a fairly decent fourth of July. Connor, Aisling, and Siobhan walked (or danced really) in the town parade with,. of course, their dance school. We then went over to a friend's house for her annual party and family Olympics. I don't have great pictures of that, but it was really fun. Sadly, we also found out on the fourth that our loving cat Smokey had died. He was about 16 years old, but he was a lovely cat full of love and life! He will be missed for sure!

Prepping with some face paint.

Aisling looks very grown up here. I'm, having a hard time with that!

Pre-parade shenanigans!

I could not ask for a better "dance family". 

All of the kids are wonderful and get along so well. 

We are very blessed.

We finally made them all sit down; it was so hot!

Rehearsing the dance for the parade route.

Siobhan was the sign carrier!

 

To the start of the parade! 

Our fearless sign holders!

 

 And some marching/dancing

Of course there were other nice things in the parade as well....

After the parade it was fun to hang out with all the arriving people and floats. We ended up being right next to Rowley fuels. They had obviously been shooting water at the bystanders during the parade. Our hot and sweaty dancers were very happy to make their acquaintance!

Me next me next!

Connor got soaked!

Then of course there were the water bottles....

This picture is weird. I assure you he got her!

Aisling preparing to soak Miss Lauren!

The girls found some shade!

(Under Derek's truck!)

Kicking off!

Our town was made eligible to participate in a summer food program, due to the had work of the food director, and to the large percentage of students receiving free and reduced lunches. This is truly an amazing program, and Milton is blessed to have the new food service person working so hard for us. (Read about the article here).

This news relates to today's long over due blog post only in that today was the kick off celebration; I took some pictures; and I haven't written a blog in a long time. I'm too darn tired for anything meaningful to flow from my mind; but I am sure you can appreciate the importance of free food to hungry children; as well as free bouncy houses to bouncy frugolis.

 Siobhan was afraid of the bounce house. 

Connor and Aisling were amazing and helped her up! 

 My beautiful girl

 My son who won't ever smile. 

 My son the flirt. 

 But it's effective!

 Siobhan was also afraid of the watery bounce house obstacle course. 

But a puddle caused by those exiting the bounce house will do just as well in a pinch!

Obviously the food at a kick off event such as this was great. No chips or juice or soda! 

Burgers, veggie burgers, hot dogs, pasta salad, fantastic veggies, and milk. 

 

 We were late for facepainting, but got a sympathy rainbow. ;)

It did the trick!

This really was a fantastic event. I really love Milton; it really is a great community.

And so it begins.... A chat about lying and time machines.

Yesterday I was in the playroom with Connor and Siobhan. Connor and I were doing a puzzle, and Siobhan was coloring on the floor in a coloring book with a blue marker. It was such a sweet, nice moment. Connor and I have never done a puzzle together. This one had 750 pieces. That's not frustrating at all to a perfectionist with ADHD. Him, not me.

Well, wait....

Actually, we had a good time. While we did that, my precious three year old was lying on the floor coloring in a big giant Dora coloring book. Such a sweet, sweet moment.

*sigh*

It lasted about five minutes.

I really should have known better. After ten years of parenting, I should really have expected something to change. That's the fun of parenting I guess; little surprises all day long.

I turned my attention away from the puzzle for a moment and turned to look at Siobhan. When I turned I saw this:



and this:

And there's plenty more, but it all involves demonstrating how unclean my rug is. Let's focus on the marker shall we?

I turned to my darling baby and I asked her if she had colored on the rug.

"NO"! She told me, as if it was the most obvious thing in the entire universe. "I don't color on floors!" She said.

Just in case you weren't paying attention, let's review the facts here.
1) Siobhan was coloring in a giant coloring book on the floor.
2) Siobhan was using a blue marker.
3) Siobhan was the only person with a marker.
4) No one else was in the room, except for me and Connor.
5) We were doing a puzzle.

So, as you can see, while I didn't see her color on the rug, it seems reasonable to assume she colored on the rug. (Don't go spouting off about what happens when you "assume". I do that on my own enough already). (I mean make an ass of myself, not spout off about assuming things....)

When I asked her again, she said no way, it was her friend Genevieve. When Genevieve was over at her house to play, she colored on the rug. (Way to throw your friends under the bus there kid; let's hope you don't need to cash in any favors....)

Unless Genevieve has some sort of special time machine, which brought her to my house, allowed her to color on the rug, and then zipped her back to her house in mere moments, well... we'd have different problems.

Actually, if that were the case, I think we'd have pure awesomeness. A three year old with a time machine? My gosh. The things she could be capable of.

I think the first place I'd visit is the afternoon of 2nd grade where I lost that epic spit fight with Eric. Yes, yes I would. I'd load my pockets up with water balloons and I'd take the time machine back to that awful day. I'd pound Eric with water balloons. So. Many. Water balloons. This time, I wouldn't go home with loogie's in my hair, no siree.

That must be it. My darling daughter is obviously not capable of coloring all over the floor and then lying about it. No no no no no. Obviously, we have a time machine and a genius three year old to go find.