The day to day life of a working mama who knows she'll never, ever sleep past 6:30 am again.
8.27.2011
8.22.2011
it's a blur
8.17.2011
pics of the best day
Sunday was such a great day. The weather was absolutely perfect. We had lots of family time. We were able to enjoy a wonderful picnic at a local forest preserve with Grammy and Grandpa. All was right with the world, and that’s a good thing.
We started with an impromptu jaunt through the sprinklers. This is the first time that Emerson would give it a try, and she loved it. It was Pete’s first time too, although she has a 2.5 year head start on her. I couldn’t believe that he just stood there with it hitting him right in the face. Can’t tell if he’s fearless or stupid. Going with the former on that one.
Ironically, these pictures represent the end of a blissful era for me. The very next day, I received a call from my old principal that he had an opening and wanted me back. So, I’m no longer a Stay-At-Home Mama. Effective immediately. I can hardly believe it, but this was the perfect way to end it.
Wish me luck in this new chapter. And pray for my kiddos as we transition. It’s definitely going to be an adjustment for them, and your prayers for a smooth transition are appreciated.
I’ll keep you posted…
8.12.2011
she is a genius
8.10.2011
confession
8.07.2011
scenes from a birthday weekend
We’ve been busy partying our pants off this weekend and are gearing up for Round 3…Grandma, Grandpa, and Uncle Craig are on their way here this afternoon. Here are some of the highlights from the big 0-4!
Some people, who shall remain nameless, got a good chuckle out of Emerson’s red and blue Star Wars cake. In fact, the lady at the bakery was completely flummoxed and thought we were ordering for an absent kid. The rest of the party was {loosely} pirate themed, and we were prepared to create a galleon out of cake and frosting, but E was emphatic. It would be a Star Wars cake, goshdarnit. And so it was.
Here are few more of the highlights of our great weekend.
And as we were going to bed last night, I said, “I think 4 is going to be a great year, Big. Just think, 365 days of 4!”
silent pause from Emerson, and then…
“I CAN’T WAIT ‘TIL I’M FIVE!!”
Oh brother.
four
It’s official. We now have a four year-old. I’m not gonna lie…I’m not lamenting the departure of 3. But I love this girl!
(I’ll post more pics from the big birthday weekend later tonite, I hope)