And I painted Bentley's room! I painted two of the walls a deep, deep red which turned out to be hard to get even. I had to do three coats before it looked decent, and even then it was giving me fits. Craig even painted a bit, too (at my request), to make sure I wasn't just doing it wrong. But no, it was very temperamental paint! Anyway, I did grey on the two remaining walls, and that color was much more forgiving. I still made a ton of mistakes-- I cannot seem to paint without getting drips everywhere, despite thinking I'm being so terribly careful. But it's the best I could do while also trying to keep kids happy and laundry done and dinners made. (I did point out to Craig that when he's working on projects like this, I do everything else for him so he can give the project his full attention. I never get that kind of assistance. But I also don't have a full time job taking up most of my time, so I guess it's not easy for either of us.)
Bentley's birthday was on Tuesday (he's a TEENAGER now!!!), so we managed to get his furniture mostly all moved back in so he could sleep in his bed on his birthday-- what a nice gift! (Um, we did get him an actual gift, too. Just for the record.)
We also celebrated with Grandma and Grandpa:
New sweatshirt and new swordfish necklace (since his swim team are the City Swordfish) |
For the actual day, he wanted sugar cookies since he doesn't like cake very much:
And he'll have a party with his friends on Friday, so hopefully that will go well. Apparently we spend an entire week celebrating birthdays around here. And why not?
I am the mother of a teenager now. And I will continue to be one for the next SIXTEEN. YEARS.
That makes me feel way older than turning forty did!