Summer Has Been Hard On My Feet

My poor feet. I noticed last night as I was soaking them just how many battle scars I have, especially on my left foot, from this summer. There's the scar (I can't believe it's still there) I got from the shoes I wore in Best Friend's wedding (thanks for that), and THREE from mosquito bites from the night I (stupidly) sat out at the dying campfire long after everyone else had gone to bed. Poor feet.

My Rockstar really is a rockstar!!! He was a SMASH at karaoke on Saturday night!!! He sang three songs: "Hard Day's Night," "American Girl," and "On The Road Again" and played his guitar. He is now quite the celebrity in our little trailer park (Rockstar calls the trailer our "summer house"; if you could see the place, you would know what a joke that is). I'm so proud of him!!!! I definitely think it's time for a real guitar, not just the toy ones from Meijer and Target. His grandfather is looking into lessons. Remember him folks, he just may be famous one day!!!!

The Mother took me out shopping Friday night, which was quite a rare treat seeing as how she and I are not very close. She bought me some really nice interview-y type shirts, which is good because I just can't put together outfits like that. Tshirts, jeans, that's it. She also bought Gorgeous Boy what I think is possibly the greatest toy ever made. Thank you, thank you, Disney Store. For $14.50 The Mother has provided my little guy with hours of contenment stacking his blocks, then knocking them over. Stacking them, then knocking them over. Then I like to shake things up a bit and nest them, which makes Gorgeous Boy giggle. They're really nice quality stacking blocks, and of course, with pictures of Little Einsteins and Higglytown Heroes and Mickey and Minnie, and bright colors they're so pretty to look at!!!

Rockstar is now considering being Captain Jack Sparrow for Halloween. My son wants to be Johnny Depp. I am doing such a good job!!! :) :)