Growing up Catholic, I prayed a lot. Every night before bed, for a while on Sundays. Even in college after I had forsaken religion, I used to pray to help fall asleep. I pray occasionally now, but more as a meditation than as an actual discussion with the higher ups, though if they are listening all the better.
I can tell you one thing I know for certain: prayers don't work for getting your kids to sleep and in regards to college football.
(I'm not trying to get deep here so I won't talk too much about the fact that I understand prayer doesn't mean you are trying to change the outcome of something but rather that you are in many ways looking for strength to get through it as such.)
All that being said, I love prayers. I love it when people pray for me. Love it. I was raised Catholic and my peeps are religions and I believe in their power of prayer.
So tomorrow I am having this giant surgery to get this gross cancer out of my body (most of you know this because I have talked to you on the phone and if you don't I'm sorry you are are hearing this way) and everyone is praying for me! And all I want to say is I like it, it means a lot to me, and keep em coming baby.
It also might mean you don't hear from me on the blog for a bit. Apparently the typing motion makes it difficult for the boobs to heal so you aren't really supposed to type very much. Who knows?
We have one month left of summer for the Buddy before she starts second grade!
We kept the camp pretty light this year because she still has fun at the park playing.
The main problem with the camps around here are that they end at noon, 3 or sometime five but that is rare. And they cost an arm and a leg. And we're paying the nanny an arm and leg, so we don't have any more arms and legs to spare. We don't have them!!
So, this year Buddy did two camps within walking distance of the house, so the nanny could go pick her up. The first was art camp and she made some really neat stuff. She did paper mache which she was super happy about.
The second one was nerd robot camp. UGH she loved it so much. She was so excited to do it and then every day would talk about all this robot stuff. I think we've got a little scientist on our hands, people.
Plus the took awesome pictures every day and I love all of them.
She's so cute my Buddy. She's getting so big, seven years old! I feel so lucky to have her.
Thank god for my husband, Babe. You know he's the sporty type. He did all kinds of sports as a kid. Okay, well did baseball. So it's always been really important for him that our kids do those things.
When Buddy was real little, we didn't sign her up for stuff because she was in daycare all day and she did so much stuff! But when she was about five we started trying out different activities. She likes soccer and she is a really good swimmer.
There's this indoor soccer thing over the summer that we signed her up for and they had a class at the same time for baby JOZE.
Please enjoy the following collection of the cutest shit I have ever seen.