



Last week I felt like I actually accomplished something. (Don't faint.) I painted the kitchen during the two days the kids had off school. Sounds a little crazy to wait for them to be home, so that I could juggle not just 2 kids and paint, but the whole lot of 4. But, with no school it meant no set schedule. I could paint at my leisure, eat lunch at 3:00 when the first coat was on, and have Eliza home to help entertain Caroline and Rachel. It ended up working great.
We also did a little room rearranging. I sacrificed my sewing room/toy room for the good of the family...I know, I'm a saint. It required a TON of de-junking of toys and clothes. Being one of just a handful of young families in our ward, we tend to get showered with bags of clothes from people who are cleaning out their kids' closets. In fact, this week, we got 4 bags brought to the house, another bag at church and another stack of workbooks, all from different people. I think I wear a sign that says, "I'm a sucker for used goods. Dump here." LOL... These people are really thoughtful--it just means more sifting through for me this week.
And that's about all I'll be doing this week. On Saturday, I sprained my right ankle...AGAIN!! This makes for 3 times on the same foot. Serious bummer. I was again playing basketball, but this time it didn't even take coming in contact with another person. I was dribbling up the driveway and turned around...that's it. My shoe didn't turn, but my ankle did. It meant for a fun time at Church using the stroller as a walker, and wearing one of James' sandles on my hurt foot. What I have to do to get attention! :)
For those of you with experience in sprains, is it normal for it to feel numb? My foot started tingling last night, and this morning it still feels a little weird. I'm not sure what that means...















