That's my chimney. In all its glory. Embarrassing? Sure. Mucho. But, hey, it's all done now. Originally, some dude The Hubs knows wanted to charge us $1200. Fourteen hundred dollars later, we did it ourselves. Now, The Hubs would be quick to point out that in our total, we have a new porch door, two drills and a saw. It was tiring and awful and with our hilly landscape, it took three days instead of one. We're off the do-it-yourself kick for a long while. Shout out to the brother-in-law and fam who came out to help.
A lot of this happened. Because, I mean, how else are you gonna deal with a house full of people and an effed up chimney??
(And you can love on your fancy beers all ya want, at the end of the day, I'm a simple gal.) It also helped me get through moments like these with each. and. every. kid.:
Almost all the kids had no problem going waaay above the house and I have a pretty tall house. Did I take a ride? No. No I did not.
Max graduated from Kindergarten... again. But for real this time, yo.
So it begins. The "Am I doing everything I can????" questions. To myself. All summer. The OT at school let her license lapse. No OT. Speech is a joke. He's a little fish in really big waters. Floundering around in the mainstream, yet not "bad enough" to be in the Autism class. Teachers can not work with that they do not see. There has never been help with his aggression and behavior at home. So do we homeschool or go back to public school. I have all summer to make that decision. Yet, it doesn't matter how much time I have, I see both sides and they both have awesome points and they can both suck. (I am eloquent, eh?) Research I shall. I'll make the decision and with enough luck I will look back and wonder why it was so hard to make the decision I made, hopefully.
This guy is cutting teeth:
And this is what we have planned this summer:
So that was the past week. It felt huge, and yet I have been stuck in this house for all of it. I'm ready to cool off for a while. The summer slow down is most welcome all up in this hizzy. And hopefully, just hopefully... I can blog more. Maybe.
