The long and short of it

Whoever coined "The days are long but the years are short" was sooooooo a parent because that phrase totally captures my life right now. (Hello, Valley Girl Katie. We meet again.) I feel like every day in April has been long and drawn-out and Joe's car never appears one minute too early on the curb.

But then suddenly it's Friday again, the month is nearly over and I'm wondering how I got here and who are these incredibly old kids calling me Mom?

Then I look through my phone pictures and I remember. Oh, yes. I remember. A good phone dump also explains why I'm tired all the time.

This is what happens when I attempt to read.

No, that's not a library book. Definitely not.

Madeline made a full recovery and learned all about outer space at school this week. (A picture of her astronaut suit will be posted soon. It is awesome.) Her class made a rocket ship and she firmly believes painting is a full-contact sport. This picture doesn't truly capture how there is paint in her hair, on her face, on her shirt, on her pants and on her shoes. Only the socks were left unscathed.

Caleb is now five months and nearly a man. (Slight exaggeration.)

He might be a fussy almost-man but oh my, I love him. You'll probably see his 5 month post in about 23 days. I would promise it sooner but let's be honest. There's "Duck Dynasty" and "The Soup" to be watched this weekend.

Speaking of growing older, here's a picture of Madeline looking all adult and all. Sure, she's sitting on a mini Mayan ruin outside The Children's Museum while rocking a Tinkerbell watch, Indian necklace and pink cowgirl boots but she also looks way older than possible because I'm pretty sure I gave birth to her just last month.

Last weekend, I got a text from Janna asking if she could bring something over. A few minutes later, she was on our porch with a bag full of this:

That would be SEVEN pints of dairy-free ice cream. If you don't know, dairy-free ice cream is expensive. Joe gave me three pints for my birthday because each one is several dollars a pop.The ones Janna brought over were originally $6.59 each. EACH.

But she got them marked down to $.99 (NINETY-NINE CENTS Y'ALL) and, because she loves me and knows how much I need this, she brought every last pint.

I know people tend to have strong feelings about Almond Joy candy bars. Love or hate, there's appears to be no middle ground. However, I'm in the love category of all things coconut which is so helpful being dairy-free. This ice cream is toasted almond chip coconut milk ice cream and tastes like a frozen Almond Joy.

I'm in heaven and need you guys to hold me accountable to not eat these before Cinco de Mayo. (There' s no significance to Cinco de Mayo; it's just that I don't need to eat seven pints of ice cream in two weeks. Specifically, my hips don't need that.) (My hips, they don't lie.)

May your weekend be filled with your equivalent of my root beer and back-woods reality shows.

P.S. I cannot get enough of this laugh.