Navajo Tacos.
Yum. Yum. Yum. Memaw made Navajo tacos for us for our last dinner together. Yum.

Ugh.
Memaw left on Tuesday. I suppose she had to go back to the US at some point. I was in denial about that the entire time she was here. We had such a great time together. She got a taste of our normal, crazy life, and she helped out a ton. It is going to take a few days to adjust back to life with only 4 adult hands in the house. I have to get used to coming home to a dirty house, doing our laundry and ironing, and fixing meals again. The house feels so empty. I was able to choke back the tears on the outside to keep Ty from getting upset, but inside my heart was crying when she left. :(. Ugh.

8 Months!!
Lily is 8 months old! She has mastered crawling, and likes to pull herself up to her knees. She often times does this odd crawl/walk where she uses her feet and her hands (with her fanny in the air) to get from point A to point B. She definitely says “da-da” now. She has added bananas and Cheerios to her diet. She can chug down a bottle of pure formula like a champ (even though she still prefers the good stuff). She is a seasoned boater, rarely complaining about her bulky life jacket. The thing that makes her most happy is her brother. It is amazing that the love they have for each other is so apparent. I hope they stay best buds for life. Being a mom is a pretty cool gig, especially with 2 awesome kiddos. And with that, I give you the 8 month Owl picture.

Testing.
Literally 2 days after I wrote about how awesome my kids are, Ty decided to take a turn for the worse. He is really testing our patience. He has gotten in trouble at school for hitting, kicking, spitting, and throwing food. :(. The first night we took away TV, and then when he decided to be a little stinker at home (not listening, throwing things at me, telling me no, etc), we took away books at night. We started the next day really well, but then again the teachers said that he was spitting and throwing food. The punishment increased to spending time in his room alone, to think about his choices. This sucks. Why can’t he be a perfect angel 100% of the time? 😦

IIFY?
It is Thursday night. It’s been a long, exhausting, emotionally draining week. Jay and Ty are at the ramina getting some groceries and dinner. I am home with Lil. I have things that I want to look at for work but I have decided (just now) that I want to sit on the couch with a glass of wine and watch a movie with the fam. And fall asleep early. So looking forward to the weekend. No real plans, just catching up on everything Memaw had been spoiling us with, I am getting my hair cut…other than that we don’t have anything on the agenda. And I am ok with that (just this once).