The Week After Last.

After our busy week last week with running kids around and birthdays and all that. this week took a decisively more lazy turn. I let the kids play to their hearts' content. Breakfast wasn't served until well after 9, we slacked on household chores, etc.

By about Wednesday, the enforcer in me came out and tried to . . . well, enforce. But nobody was listening, and my heart wasn't really in it.

It's going to be hard to bounce back from our bohemian lifestyle come September.

June takes these kind of pictures constantly and texts them to her Aunt Lindsey. Aunt Lindsey is very patient.

The girls spent a large portion of the week going through the presents Gwen received at her birthday party and playing with them. Here's a lego set.

We ordered and received the required purple leotards and tutus required for dance this year. Yes, we decided to sign Gwen back up. And this year, June will be joining in on the fun. June begged and begged to try ballet, and Gwen didn't want to be left out. We'll see how it goes.

Gwen and Dan went to the store and picked out her beloved birthday bike and helmet. She wore this helmet around the house and talked constantly about going for a bike ride.

Friday after work, Dan took her across the street to ride around the school parking lot.

The training wheels gave her a sense of invincibility, and she went from 0 to 10 in about 3 seconds. And then crashed. And then screamed so hard I could hear it inside our house.

And then Gwen declared that she hated her bike and didn't want to ride anymore.

At which point June ran across the street for a turn on Gwen's bike. She's very opportunistic.

Speaking of owies, Gwen also had her 5 year old check up this week. She had to get her last shot before starting kindergarten in the fall. She was VERY NERVOUS and refused to talk to the doctor or look her in the eye for the duration of the visit.

But June again seized the opportunity to comfort Gwen and also be in this photo.

And yesterday, the girls and I headed to our pool for the water carnival while the boys stayed home.

I love all of my kids a lot, but never have I known such liberation. No baby or toddler to drag around, no poopy swim diapers. It was amazing. The girls and I had a fantastic time together.

And today, we went to church. Dan left early for ward council, so there was no one to hold Baby Beck while I took the Sunday photo. Hence the two separate pictures.

And this was a huge bug in my backup camera. Freaked me out to DEATH.

I helped teach June's primary class at church today. The other teacher asked June, "Do you read the scriptures in your home?" And June replied, "Oh no, never!" And I was right there. And that's not even true!!!

Another girl was asked "What does your mom do for you?" And she couldn't name a blasted thing. I went to pick up Gwen from her class, and her amazing teacher showed me a yellow ribbon tied around Gwen's wrist. "She can't take it off until she tells you something from the lesson today," her teacher said. "Okay!" I answered enthusiastically. All the way home, I begged Gwen to tell me The Thing from her lesson she was supposed to tell me. She sucked on her thumb and looked out the window, ignoring me.

When we arrived home, I put Harris down for a nap, fed a screaming Beck, changed my clothes, and then was determined to get Gwen to squeal. I found her, now ribbonless, and demanded, "Gwen! What are you supposed to tell me from your lesson today?" And she looked at me and confessed, "Mom, I seriously have no idea."

Children are treasures.

I have just re-read this post and now realize it's entirely about the girls and nothing about the boys. I will try to write something about them next week. Maybe I can post Beck's feeding schedule. Oh what excitement awaits my three readers.

Sorry for the lame-o post today. We haven't eaten yet, I'm on Day 3 of not yelling at the kids and the combo is about to kill me.

The. End.