School’s out for the summer…

And that’s a wrap. School’s out for the summer… however The Littles and I are headed back in later this morning. The best part? They are looking forward to being at school for a few days during the ‘summer.’

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Middle School awards ceremony— that’s little Beau on the far right. The closest thing to a big brother that my girls will ever have (and Raynes too)

 

School's out for the summer via Grateful Simplicity

Those are Britton’s award’s that Mr. R is holding but he is every bit as proud as though they were his own.

 

Britton said to me this week, “school is my happy place.”  This makes my heart sing on many levels.

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last day of Pre-K3 (part A)

Raynes has changed so much during his short period of time spent in this classroom. He is learning, communicating, making better choices and dare I say even reasoning (from time to time). We are so lucky to have had these amazing ladies. It is a magical classroom taught by absolute wizards.

 

Kenley had a fantastic year as well in her “new school.”  I wanted to get a photo of her and Mrs. B but to be honest I was afraid the two of them wouldn’t be able to hold it together. Kenley, apparently, wrote Mrs. B a sealed note thanking her for all she had done this year (I never saw it). When Mrs. B tried to summarize the message, she got choked up. I’m hoping that I can snap a photo of Kenley and Mrs. B before we get too far into summer.

 

And speaking of, we have managed to get in the swing of summer rather quickly. We’ve already had a visit to Sassy and Pop’s pool under our belts, impromptu ice cream sundaes (I had to get the cashier to help me the whip cream), and now have a house full of spend the night girls.  Just last night, Kenley walked into the family room and told me the loud crickets were keeping her awake. I had almost forgotten how much I love summer.

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Over the Gulf and through the Waves

Over the Gulf and through the waves.. to the little island we went.

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At one point we teased Emory, the first to unload (first and only adult) and told him to watch the 7 kids and we would be back later…..

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

 

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

 

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

We found more friends… the Webbettes.

 

 

 

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

Raynes’ Godbrother showing him how to get ‘er done.

 

 

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

 

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

Mr. R’s latest Costco purchase has been a hit with the kids

 

 

 

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

Captain Franics– his happy place.

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

 

It takes some pre-planning, a large amount of sunscreen, sandwiches, juice boxes, and ever larger amount of beer… but in the end, the blissful chaos is so worth it. There’s never been a time we have left the island and said to ourselves, ‘Wow, that was not worth it.

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

 

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

Lots of sea salted braids

 

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

Forced smiles— I’ll take what I can get.

 

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

 

With the help of the older boys, Raynes captured a minnow and was hell bent on taking it home with us.

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Pet fish?

 

 

Over the Gulf, and through the Waves via Grateful Simplicity

He doesn’t give up easy, we’ll give him that.

 

All he wanted, for the past two weekends, is to successfully capture and bring home a 'pet' fish. I am sad to report he is 0 for 2 on his latest attempts.

All he wanted, for the past two weekends, is to successfully capture and bring home a ‘pet’ fish. I am sad to report he is 0 for 2 on his latest attempts.

 

Britton is Pioneer Woman’ing it again for us with some home made french fries, hamburgers, yellow cake and some real peach ice cream for dessert. Okay, so I’m making the peach ice cream– btu still- Mr. R and B are in the kitchen cooking without me.  Bless them! And bless all who have sacrificed so much so that we can sit in our homes, jabbering on and on about seashores and watermelon.  Happy Memorial Day!

That time you realize your friends are turning 40….

Like last week as Mr. Robinson and I are driving to midtown. I look over and say to him, as if he didn’t already know, “we’re driving to a friend’s 40th birthday. Isn’t that so strange that we have friends turning 40?”

To which he responds, “I know! I turn 40 in a year.”

Silence.  He then adds, “wait, I turn forty in a few months.…”

We were still chuckling about as I limped up the hill to the bar with my arthritic right hip that constantly aches. Oh the joys.

 

Happy birthday, Amy! I’m only a couple years behind you….

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No matter the age, girls always want a good group shot.

No matter the age, girls always want a good group shot.

Charleston-isque

While the thought of moving into a new family home is a bit overwhelming (staging, selling, packing, buy, moving, unpacking, ah yi yi) it is also exciting. One can’t help but waste countless hours on Pinterest each week sifting through the countless beautiful homes that are probably only photographed with professional stagers and never truly lived in. Suffice it to say, I’m just as good as wasting my life away on Pinterest as the next  girl.

Charleston-isque via Grateful Simplicity

 

Throw in some inspiration photos from Charleston and you might as well call it a day.  Here are few photos that I took that make my heart swoon.

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Charleston sure does know how to do planters

 

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Very Charleston-isque.

Charleston-isque via Grateful Simplicity

 

Charleston-isque via Grateful Simplicity

Yes, that would be someone’s back patio I snapped a photo of. I have no shame.

 

Charleston-isque via Grateful Simplicity

What a clever way to add interest to an expanse of brick

 

 

That’s all I have to say about that.

ENO for the EOY

The days of May are flying by, each day with more speed.  The kids have only 3 more days of ‘regular’ school (in mom language- that means until 3 p.m.) I don’t know whether I should get in the fetal position and rock, and rip out each calendar day in thanks that surely- around the bend lies the quieter days of summer. With the crickets singing, heat a hanging, and flip flops a waitin’.

 

These girls know Summer is all but here…..

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B has been doing a lot of babysitting lately and recently purchase an ENO double nest hammock – these things are pretty cool if you’ve never seen one before.

 

 

An ENO for the EOY — another mom translation: End of the Year– used in a sentence: The children went to their End of the Year Party this week.

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But don’t even get me started on trying to patrol that little, square contraption in her hand.  The iPhone, iPad, the iHateThem’s because it takes constant monitoring- particularly during the summer months.  It’s really no surprise that iPhone users can actually suffer from iPhone withdrawal. Pah-lee-zee, people. If iPhone withdrawal is your biggest problem of the day, consider yourself lucky.

For now, I’m going to do what I do best… keep on staying busy, too busy to accept the fact that I all but have a 4th and 7th grader.  Oh no, say it isn’t so. Certainly these girls aren’t old enough for those numbers…..  Suddenly I feel dizzy, I need to go lie down in Britton’s ENO.