will come home from camp on his birthday....
and I'll be the mom of a teenager.
Where did those 13 years go?
Some days I'd just like to hit the pause button.
2 Kids at camp.
2 Kids at Grandma's...
and here I sit listening to the romantic sound of the spackle sander....
or whatever it's called.
No time to play,
loads of work to do.
We gutted the boys room.
He truly needed an intervention.
Mr. Mark sanded the floors down,
I applied the sanding sealer today.
I painted the ceiling.
Now to remove some old wallies and finish spackling.
Tomorrow I paint
and we finish the floors.
While all that is drying I'll pack for vacation,
sort through the boys' stuff,
and attempt to put it all back together.
Time to get moving...