The Summer of M.O.M. (Millions of Memories)

I have no time to do art during the summer.  Zero.  Zilch.  Nada.  Ok,  I guess that's incorrect.  If I were Superwoman, I could stay up at night after the kids go to bed and work on stuff then.  But I'd rather sleep.  I keep telling myself, "In 2 months, the kids will be in school.  You can do art then."  I'm trying to focus on that.  I'm trying to make this summer count.  And I'm trying not to lose my sense of self in the process...

So far this summer, we haven't done anything too extraordinary.  Derek's had therapy.  We've been to a new park.  We've gone for ice cream.  We've gone to the library.  We went to the lake over Memorial Day.  We've played board games and gone for walks and visited friends.  See?  Nothing special.  But at the same time, it's been very special, because we've been making memories.  At least, I have.  I don't know if the kids will remember this stuff when they grow up, but I know I will.

I didn't even mind having both boys in my room during the thunderstorm the other night.  (At least, I didn't mind until their feet were in my face...)

What has been so amazing?
This.

Derek drew his first tree in therapy.

This.

While Derek was playing on the boat, they swam right by him!!!
 (and yes, Derek was safe--the boat was anchored and  I was right there with him.)

And this.

My boys taking a break on one of our walks.

So, I apologize for my art break.  I'm busy hanging out with 2 of the coolest kids on the planet.  What else do we have planned?  More play-dates with friends.  The Papillion Days carnival--with funnel cakes and cotton candy and ice cream and rides and fireworks.  Water slides.  The splash pad.  A squirt gun fight.  A water balloon fight.  And whatever else I can think of to keep these kids entertained...  ;)