Upon My Return

I am back from the land of Mormons.

All went well, with the exception of one flipped four-wheeler, a groin muscle pulled, lost once at midnight pulling a camp trailer and the incessant rambling of people.

My son? He learned to tie his shoes in 2 days! I am so proud. He'd been wearing just slip on tennis shoes from Wal-Mart until Saturday morning and then he decided to venture into "tie shoe" territory. His cowboy boots are rubbing small craters atop his ankle bones and the new slip on tennies were too small (12.5. Tie ones are 13 and just barely fit. Is it normal for a six year old to be going into the boys 1 size shoes?). So we tried the "tie shoe"s and they were comfortable and once he got over being intimidated by having to tie them, he loved them.

I got back to frantic phone messages portraying the panic over the fact that the house we have our daycare in is no longer going to be provided to us after the year is up. So... the journey of finding (and finding funding for) a new daycare site begins.

I kind of wish I hadn't come home yet.

But it's good to be here. The animals are happy to see us and the boy almost cried when he saw the dog.