Riley and Avery

So we're very slowly getting back into the rhythm of being back home. The hardest has been the food situation. Upon leaving the home we made sure to get rid of anything that wouldn't keep and as a result we came home to absolutely nothing. No butter, no rice milk, no cows milk, no half-and-half, no fruit, no veggies, no bread. Nothing. I've been in the midst of trying to get our house back in order and handle all the school and VA stuff and take Riley to her therapy appointment that I haven't been able to scrape together two hours of my time to go through the ads and do grocery shopping sans children.

By they way, Riley loves apricots. I mean, loves them. She ate five in one sitting the other day. Now she wants to plant the seeds and grow apricot trees. I don't know how well they fare in Colorado, but hey, we'll give it a shot. Of course, I'm assuming that since apricots are small, an apricot tree will also be small and can be confined to a very large pot. Yes, I do see the flaws in this argument.

Oh, yeah, our vacuum cleaner is broken. Horray. Luckily, a mama in my mothering group offered up her old vacuum. Thank goodness. A new vacuum is certainly not in our budget and won't be for the foreseeable future.

So, you're probably wondering about the title. It's what I heard directly before seeing Riley, naked butt up in the air and Avery licking it. Where did she get such an idea? And yes, I'm taking $96 out of Riley's first paycheck and giving it to Avery. Plus interest. She deserves that much, at least. Seriously, you'd think I had little boys or something.

Oh, and Avery seems on her way to giving up her one and only nap. Woes me! Her naps are getting later and later and shorter and shorter. And her bedtimes are horrible. She does to bed so late and cries and cries to go back downstairs. At 10 pm. Not gonna happen! If I give in once, she will be my little nighttime side-kick every night and I really don't want that at all.

So, we did nothing for the 4th. I just didn't *feel* it, you know? I am having a really hard time decompressing from the road trip and Rudi trying to find a job because we just received his last unemployment check. I didn't feel like searching for parking, walking miles to the fireworks site, only to be inundated with the crowds. Luckily, a family in my neighborhood totally ignored Colorado state law and bought a ton of fireworks and set them off feet from our house. We sat on the curb watching them and it actually was a lot more fun than going to "the" fireworks. A lot of the little cones that you light that sends multi-colored sparks eight feet into the air. It was fun. Riley got a quilt and a pillow and we watched them until like 10pm.

Riley has been riding her bike around a lot lately and going faster and learning to use her breaks and such and now she wants to be without training wheels in the worst way! I guess I could let her try, but I'll definitely be buying her a helmet (and knee and elbow pads, Riley said) before we try any such thing. I don't know about it, though. I don't want to be taking them off and putting them on again at every whim. Not my idea of fun. But I guess I can do it once. I thought about taking the training wheels off of her old bike instead of her new bike, but she's already asked me to take the pedals off of the old bike so it can be like Abby's. I guess I could do both, but if I'm not willing to take the training wheels off and on, I'm certainly not going to be taking pedals off an on. If I can get them off, I'm sure I'm not going to even be able to put them on again. Hmmmm...need to think about that a little more.

The girls are having a tea party and leaving me alone for a minute to blog, or rather finish the blog I started yesterday. If only the pictures would upload...