Yesterday I walked out of my school for the last time until early August. As any slightly OCD person will do, my mind has been filled with tasks at hand and replaying whether or not I locked everything, unplugged everything that needed unplugging and turned everything else off. I left feeling overwhelmed. I still have to withdraw Julia from one school and let that cheer coach know that she will not be a part of the team. She has a friend wanting to get together today, and I am open to that, but my house is not sleepover ready, so she will be heading to this friend's house when we really owe them the hospitality. I paid bills this morning and started laundry with much more laundry arriving from camp with Wyatt this afternoon. I really want to catch up, really, but I want to have a little fun too. I have yet to figure out Father's Day for Andy, and with Savannah away, I may delay that celebration a couple of weeks to include her.
So this is what our week has looked like:
On June 7th, we celebrated our 10th Gotcha day with Julia. She spent the day away from home, so our celebration actually consisted of ice cream from the Dollar Tree freezer on Sunday. I stopped giving the kids their gotcha day gifts and should really get back into that habit.
Since she started wearing contacts, she thinks she needs make-up to make up for not having glasses on her face. She has no idea how cute she is and how unnecessary make-up is for her. I put my foot down with a firm "no" on that one, but she does push it. I took the picture above when I returned from work one day, and she walked past me in the kitchen causing me to do a double take - yes, she was fully made up, and I may bend a bit on this if she will work on a natural look. You can't tell it in the picture, but that was not a natural look.
Julia had her school choice, and she chose the school with the less gifted cheer team. When I asked about that, I loved her response, "I love cheerleading, but it's not my life."
She spent her birthday money on a gymnastics mat and is now practicing aerials and back tucks in my living room - it's a little scary, but she almost has them both.
Julia still fills my phone with selfies. This is a stoplight selfie she took with me. She's been home this week while Wyatt is away at camp, Savannah is away at school, and Zach is working, so she and I have had lots of laughs. Julia still has the best laugh in the world. If it doesn't make you laugh, you might need to seek professional help and medication.

Swim team started the season with a win. Wyatt looks really good in the pool and still loves the breast stroke. He's not as successful as a swimmer as Julia, but he has no idea how proud I am of him. He had never been swimming before when we adopted him. He was 5 and a half and terrified of water. He worked so hard to conquer that fear, and he fell in love with the water. I see improvement every season in the pool for him.
Julia took third place in the free and butterfly in her first meet of the season after two weeks of very inconsistent practices because of cheerleading. She landed behind two girls who swim year-round in the free. This girl is super strong and athletic. What can I say?
Watching her free relay team was like watching American Pharaoh take the Belmont. Really, there was no question on that finish.
Wyatt went to camp on his 7th Gotcha Day. I pick him up today and am anxious to hear all about it. I hope he had an amazing experience.
Savannah texts me almost daily. She loves college life half the time and hates it the other. She's normal! I have a feeling that saying goodbye will be hard for her when I pick her up in two weeks.