Sunday, Sunday, Sunday!

Do you remember those annoying commercials for the monster truck races? Every now and then hubby and I do that and crack up laughing at each other. Maybe it's just us.

What a day. It was good, it was productive, and it is breakfast for dinner. We're ready for the kids to go to bed and we haven't even had dinner yet.

We went to church today and somehow ended up teaching Sunday School. The two ladies who normally do it never came over. I guess they thought my friend was teaching, but she was only doing upper elementary (3-5 grade). When they failed to show up, I couldn't leave her to do K-2, so I went upstairs to teach. She had already wrangled the little ones into her classroom. I stayed and helped, and then hubby came up since all three of our kids were there. It went really well. Melanie had gotten two DVDs that had songs and kids singing them and doing motions to the words. So we filled our time with that. The kids had a blast and so did we.

When we got home we realized that we hadn't stopped and picked up milk, of which we had none. The kids had been given free frosty coupons from Wendy's. We had a couple from Halloween, so all in all we had 5, one for each of us! So we packed everybody up and went to have frosty's and pick up milk. We stopped to talk to the neighbor on our way down our driveway. He is such a great neighbor to have.

Hubby and I have a 14 year game of slug bug working with a few new rules added after time. One is no slugging while eating. You can call it, just not count it. He kept trying to call a red one circling the parking lot at the mall and we kept telling him no. He is persistent if nothing else. I got him on the way home. Go, Mama!

We had such a great time. We try to take advantage of family time every opportunity we get. The boy got a vanilla frosty. I didn't even know they had vanilla. That's how often I eat frosty's. The rest of us had chocolate. I was the first one done. Hubby did the "Look, there's Superman!" distraction, which backfired when he grabbed my empty frosty container. We laughed. Ha, ha, got ya.

On the way home we passed a yard sale at the end of our street that was putting out a free pile. We came back to the house, put our milk away, and piled into hubby's truck to see what we could scavenge. We managed to get a chair for the big girl to sit in at her desk. She's had a desk for at least a year, but no chair for it. The boy got a set of kid golf clubs. There were only three in the bag, but he didn't put them down until we went to ride scooters. He also dragged home a number of toys and odds and ends. Out of all of us, he made out like a bandit. The baby got a stuffed bunny and a Tigger magnet.

Hubby and I worked around the house and cleaned up around our shed. I can't stand a trashy yard and ours was. Partly still is, but we're working on it. We measured for a deck out front. Not that we have the funds to build one yet, but my brother in law has roofing for it and wants to know how much we might need. We figured it at 10x13, which is about the size of the kids' rooms. It will be nice to eventually have a nice covered deck to sit on and enjoy.

We drove a bunch of trash to the road and let the kids ride back to the house in the back of the truck. They rode on the tailgate and thought that was the best thing since sliced bread and velcro. Since our driveway runs three acres to the house, I wasn't worried about traffic. I walked back and could hear them laughing the whole way. Then they wanted to ride scooters.

There is a cul de sac just down the street from us that has no houses on it, so we went down there to ride. There were three little boys down there riding their bikes having the time of their lives. One had gotten stuck in the grass covered in stickers. Hubby went and carried him out, then pulled the stickers from his socks and legs. What a good hubby. The boys got back on their bikes and rode around with us. They had plastic bottles shoved between the tires and the tire covers. They made these noises like and an engine revving up, a lawn mower engine maybe. It was really cool. I had never seen anything like it and neither had hubby.

The baby fell a couple of times but jumped right up and got back on her scooter. When she noticed the miniscule amount of blood on her knee, it was time to come home. And boy was there ever drama about that. But I don't even have the time or the strength to go into that. And I smell bacon. Bacon, bacon, bacon!

Now I need to go wake a baby up and put her in the shower and start the drama all over again.

Have a great day!