12 on the 12th

You'd think when you have one child that has a birthday on the 11th, you'd have no problem remembering the next day was the 12th. But nope, it didn't occur to me until late in the afternoon. So saved it for the 13th this month.

1. Chris off to work around 7:00 every morning.
2. Morgan continuing to enjoy riding her bike to school. She has a flat tire, so she's been riding Garrett's bike.
3. A few minutes together before Garrett is off to school. Garrett has never been late for school, but every morning I hear, "c'mon, I'm going to be late". EVERY MORNING!
4. Jack started out with the trains inside, but moved them outside.
5. We ran some errands and after the last store Jack said, "Let's go get chicken nuggets, french fries, and chocolate milk." And we did. And we don't do that very often, but this was the first time he asked and he had such a cute smile on his face I couldn't turn him down.
6. A view of the garden. It's growing!
7. Jack has rediscovered the sand box. Unfortunately the lid was left off during some storms, so it's really wet sand.
8. This little guy isn't looking so little. He's 4 months away from turning 3.
9. Morgan is the family gardener. She's watering the garden before heading off to gymnastics with the help of her little assistant.
10. Garrett in the final regular match against a team at Round Hill Country Club.
11. He came up to me before this putt telling me that he had a rough round, but ending up parring that hole with a nice long putt.
12. This picture represents what I did for the last half of the day. In summary, I picked up the kids at 3:00, dropped off Morgan, drove Garrett to the tournament which was about 20 miles away, returned home and picked up Morgan to take her to gymnastics, ran a couple errands, then headed back to the country club. Garrett thought he'd be done around 6:00, we didn't leave until 7:15. He also arranged for 2 boys to come over to work on a group project. So I drove Garrett and his teammate to the house and without even getting out of the car, turned around and picked up Morgan. Pulled in the garage at 8:20 and had put 104 miles on my car since 3:00. I think the only reason I'm smiling is because Chris was able to watch Jack so I didn't have to listen to Life Is a Highway over and over (although that is quite fitting!).