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Captains Log: Week 8 plus Mother's Day

Week 8 was a hot one. 
We got out to the pool most days in the afternoon after "distance learning".
I am not into online school at all.
But I am into being with my children when "school" is done!


backyard bottle brush tree 


Chester is in a full blown Harry Potter phase.
 He fashioned wands out of skewers and hot glue.
 Now I just have to get him some paint! 
Of course, Audrey picked up how to do this on the internet :)

there is a lot of truth in this for me
haha

Chester's class put together a message to Mrs. Green for teacher appreciation week! 
Each child held a sign for the message :)



backyard roses blooming over the fence 

I have been playing florist this past week and it's been a highlight for me :) 

I went out in the backyard during the "flower" full moon...
I woke up a few times from the brightness.
 It was so beautiful!

more roses set out for myself by my bedside table :)

texting Lucy a wallpaper for her upcoming announcement to attend
 Cal Poly San Luis Obispo!

Lucy and Henry learned and performed Come Thou Font for a special mother's day video for our ward. 
We even bought a microphone to make their sessions more enjoyable!




 
All I wanted for mother's day was a walk on the beach...and they were opened! 
Hooray!
Open for walking or surfing but no sitting or congregating.
It did our souls good to get our feet in the water, walk, breathe in the salt air, play some football and just get out of Santa Clarita!





this big kelp knot looked like art to me :)



she is happiest at the beach :)

but is hiding her braces here

We did sit down after being there for awhile. 
It's funny, every time I make an effort to go watch the sunset at the beach...the marine layer sneaks in.
 Nonetheless, it was just the way it should have been.

Week 8 was uneventful. 
I got over the hump of losing my mind and have resigned myself to nothing going back to normal for a few months. 
Somehow, that has helped my sanity. 
This pandemic takes it's toll in different ways each week.
 But this week....
I got to take the time to be even more grateful for being a mother.

I count my blessings  that motherhood has given me confidence. 
I have not experienced the comparisons that moms can get sucked into. 
There are so many, it's endless. It's actually futile.
 You'll always find someone who can do everything better than you. 
It's the one life experience that has helped me with my self esteem. 
My kids aren't perfect. Clay and I aren't perfect. Nothing is perfect.


For now, I'll just be happy with this perfect scene below.
 Them washing my car that they have made dirty :)
screaming when the power washer comes on, laughing, and working together

Happy Mother's Day to me!








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