$.50 a cup!

The boys woke up yesterday super excited for their upcoming lemonade sale. I had promised them we would do one before the summer ended, and seeing as how school starts on Monday, this week would have to be the week. So Bobby set up the table and umbrella while Sebbie got some chairs. I put the lemonade in a jug and cookies in a cooler.

Then we waited.

And waited.

And.

Waited.

Thank God I mentioned the sale to a couple girlfriends because they ended up being their only two customers for the day. The boys got bored pretty quickly after realizing that no one else was going to patronize them. But they walked away with $6.50 each because those 2 customers were sweet and generous. And probably felt sorry for them.

The rest of the day was a slightly lazy one, not many chores were done, and playtime was in full force. I allowed it since this is their last week of freedom. I can't believe they go back on Monday. I'm already missing the lazy days we've had. The sleeping in 'til 10, the lack of schedules.

I know I'm gonna miss having them around for breakfast and lunch. Or taking trips to the smoothie shop, or running my errands with them. Clemmie will miss them, too.

I was thinking about that last night - about my boys in general, I suppose. How beautiful they are - how much heart they have - how crazy about them I am. I walked upstairs hoping to give them soft kisses and whisper sweets in their ears, but as I walked into Sebbie's room, he was gone.

Of course he was.

I walked down the hall to Ethan's room and there they both were. Sleeping snugly on his bed together, something they do from time to time. I laid down next to them and wrapped my arms around their bodies.

I thought back to when Ethan was just 2 years old - with a head full of black, shiny curls. He would run everywhere. Never a walk - always a run. Now he's a big 6-year-old with a mind of his own and he's growing. So fast. But he's still the same in a way. Still my baby.

I thought about Sebastian at the same age. A completely different child than Ethan - lots of spunk, energy, and could carry on a conversation with ANYONE who would listen. His vocabulary was amazing.

And there they were - big boys laying side by side in bed, dreaming together, probably falling asleep laughing at something funny Sebbie said.

They fight like crazy. I hate it. They can seriously get on my nerves.

But for the moments when it's calm, or for the moments when it's sweet, there's nothing better.

Bobby came to the room to get me. I kissed the boys goodnight and went to bed feeling lucky to have those boys everyday. I decided today would be a fun day.

So we'll see how it goes.

Tonight we meet the teacher. And tomorrow - school shopping.

(Still having a hard time uploading pics - problem should be solved soon! Sorry for the picture-less posts. I know they're not as fun. )