Last Thursday, we went to our local splash park for the first time. We loved it. It was a super hot day and the water felt great, even if it did skeeve me out quite a bit. (Baby pee, anyone?)
At the beach, we went out to lunch and played at the ocean. I cuddled the girls to sleep. I organized lots of photos on Saturday night while watching re-runs of Gypsy Brides and Sister Wives, with which I have a love/hate relationship. On Sunday, we had one of the most perfect beach days we've ever had. It included lots of floating around the bay on inflatable boats. Sweet Pea was in a bad mood most of the day.
|The little one was out before I got through two sentences of story time.|
I think that was her first day ever with no nap at all.
On Tuesday, I wanted to do home projects, but the weather outside was utterly incredible so Hubby seduced me into scrapping my plans for painting by suggesting a jog (for him) and bike ride (for me) at the river. And I said yes, because the adventurer/spontaneous heart in me can never say no to scrapping plans for fun.
|First time she (totally unprompted) asked me to take her picture.|
"Pit-chures, Mama? Pit-chures?"
Wednesday we went blueberry picking. Again. Because Sweet Pea loves blueberry picking, and since the other day she pointed to the moon and asked me, "Get her? Pet her?" and I couldn't, we go blueberry picking constantly.
Today he had to go back to work, and my heart was sad. But thankfully my friend Jen came to visit and my heart was happy and we ate blueberries and talked so much that Sweet Pea put her own self down for a nap on the couch. Then we went and had Old Bay Shrimp Pot with our besties and introduced Sweet Pea to hammocks and fireflies in jars.
So in other words, life is good. Life is very, very good.