The girls officially need to go back to school. It starts next week but honestly, I don’t know if I can wait that long.
Not that we didn’t have an awesome summer. There were 2 weeks of vacations and 1 week of summer camp but otherwise, we spent the whole time sleeping in, eating ice-cream and playing in the pool. This is where I learned an interesting fact about my daughters. They are fascinated by my body in a bikini, especially the pocket of fat on my stomach I call The Baby Bucket. It’s apparently more fun than a Nerf-Gun because they will poke, smack and wigglewigglewiggle it. I, for the most part, allow this because I’m trying to teach them to accept their bodies. I also think it’s important to have a sense of humor about our bodies because they rarely look EXACTLY the way we want them to.
If I’m totally honest though, I’d admit that I kind of like it. I mean, our kids really don’t care WHAT we look like in a bathing suit. Unless you’re a torturous A-hole, your kids will love you no matter what skin you’re in. There’s something liberating about that, which is probably why I don’t mind when Lucy grabs my thigh with both hands and says “WOBBLEWOBBLEWOBBLE.” Continue reading →