My First Post

Inspired by Ben and Erin Napier’s book Make Something Good Today, I’m going to write a little of the good that happens each day.

Pete and I picked the kids up from Hartland Christian Camp this morning. On the way, Pete said things like “Holy Mackeral!” and “Holy Blockamole!” Phrases he must’ve learned during his past few days at Grandma’s while Adrian and I were on vacation in Vegas. When we picked up the kids from camp, they were both really happy to see us. Ava loved it and hopes to go back in the winter. Jack gave it a solid 5 out of 10 and has no plans to return.

I gave a short but sweet tour of our downtown building- still in the demo phase- to Leadership Tulare high school kids and a few representatives from the Chamber of Commerce. I talked about the history of the building and our plans for the future. Afterward, Adrian and I had lunch at Mikey V’s.

Ava was invited to swim at a friends house, so I took her to Hanford for some much needed time with her school friends. Pete was asleep in the car when we arrived, so I dropped her off and drove around for an hour while he slept, listening to my book which inspired this journal. We drove all over Hanford, and as we pulled up to get Ava, Pete woke up. The friend has a soft white shag rug in the living room, and Pete loved it. He asked me to take off my shoes and feel it with my toes. I politely declined since I don’t know this parent too well and definitely didn’t want to rub my bare feet on her fancy white rug.

The boys made popcorn and put on the new Bad Guys movie. We sat and watched it until it was over, then moved on to bed. I put all the remotes in our old hutch drawer to cut down on TV, and as a result laid with Pete to help him go to sleep. I sang him a song and he put his arm around my neck and played with my hair until he fell asleep, all within a few minutes. He must’ve been really tired from such a full and fun day.

To prep for school shopping, we’re going through the kids’ clothes and donating or giving away what doesn’t fit to make room for fresh new school clothes. We took a break to go to the Friday Farmer’s Market in Tulare- just a few booths of mostly Hispanic foods and beverages or little trinkets or jewelry. We ate delicious tacos, coconut cheesecake, and the kids had shaved ice and rode the train (made out of a lawn mower). It was hot and pure summer fun.

-Ava’s mom