Week in Review: 3

Yay! What I know you’ve all been waiting for! Another chance for me to attention whore all the things we did (not do) this week!

This was a pretty low-key week for us. It’s basically the surface of Hell here right now so we did a lot of staying inside. Which means a lot of Angry Birds and Netflix. Basically, nothing photo-worthy. But we did manage to get out and do a few things, starting with last Sunday.

Last Sunday, (which is the first day of the week and calendars whose weeks start on Monday are wrong), Dan decided to clean out the garage, which meant we packed it up and headed outside to, well, to sweat. Joshua dressed himself (It’s not easy being green, yo.) and found some new old toys to play with. And we sidewalk chalked. Or I sidewalk chalked as my tiny dictator son told me what to draw.

Then we did nothing until Friday when Dan and I went on a date, which you’ve probably already read about. (Right? You read it? Because I wrote it twice. Which means you should read it twice, right?) Here’s a photo I took with my real camera and not my iPhone that I didn’t include in the date night post just so you can see something different.

Yesterday, temperatures topped 106 in parts of the city. There was no way we were doing anything outside unless we wanted to bake to death. Or boil in our own sweat. (Also? Ew.) So we decided to take Joshua to a bounce house. It was basically the best idea I’ve had in the three years of his life. That’s how much he loved it.

That is the face of a happy kid going down that slide. And the bottom picture is one of a very sweaty kid. Very sweaty. I think the air conditioning was working overtime to try and keep up with the heat outside and just said “Eff this noise!” and shut itself off. It was hot in there. But not as hot as outside. Please also note Emma’s cute. I mean, LOOK AT THAT POUT!

My God, I make adorable babies.

We also went to dinner and bribed Joshua into eating a carrot sliver by telling him it would make him bounce like a bunny. And then he bounced his way right on out of the restaurant.

So that’s what we did this week. Along the way I read a few things, too. Like these gems:

My BlogHer 11 and 12 roomie, Alena, from Charmingly Chandler, vlogged about BlogHer. If you’re a conference newbie, and even if you aren’t, you’ll want to watch this. Watching it made me miss all of the fun from last year and it pumped me up for this year’s conference. (I’m on a plane with a baby a month from today, y’all. A MONTH FROM TODAY.)

Wildfires blazed in Colorado this week. Dawana, author of A Bittersweet Existence, lives in Colorado. She’s been unaffected by orders to evacuate but she wrote a post about what she’d want to save if she and her family had to leave their house and didn’t know if they’d ever be able to return. I realized that we’re woefully unprepared should disaster like this ever strike here. And I have no idea how to GET prepared should something like ever happen where I live.

The Atlantic published a post about feminism and Morgan at The 818 wrote a fistbump-worthy response. SAHMs, the Atlantic author posits, can’t be feminists because “real feminists don’t depend on men.” I’m sure someone will spin this into another battle in the mommy wars, but for the love of all things sweet and holy, take Morgan’s advice and drop this nonsense. Stop pitting women against women. We’re all in this together, people.

Finally, I found MummyMishy from They Call Me Mummy this week and wow. Y’all, she’s good! She wrote about choosing happiness every day, even when she may not want to. I’m a wallower. It’s true. I have a bad moment or a bad day and I wallow in the badness. But really, we all have bad days and the bad days don’t last forever and I should know that. I need to smile more. I didn’t wear braces twice for nothing, you know?

So, what did YOU do and read this week?